Montaigne vs Doomscrolling

Because the mind that has no fixed aim loses itself. Feed it a thousand distant terrors and it breeds monsters and chimeras it can neither cure nor touch. I climbed to my tower not to escape the world, but to finally converse with myself.

The greatest thing in the world is to know how to belong to oneself. Watch every disaster and you master none - I would rather understand one soul deeply than skim ten thousand horrors and drown.