I love soup 'cause I don't like to cook. It's so easy to prepare, and it fills you up and gives you all the nutrients you need. It's a well-balanced meal, but you don't have to do a lot of preparation.
At the time it seemed like a natural development of my interest in what was going on around me in society.
Have all the hopes of ages come to naught? Is life no more with noble meaning fraught?