I relished the absurdity of Candide and dreamed of his torment and his desire to believe all is well. I already want to read this book again to gain a deeper understanding. I am sure I have overlooked so much. Everything translates so well to our modern world. The conflict between people, neighbors, countries, the innocence, evil, the selling of our souls to try and gain happiness. In the end, beauty, infatuation, and riches do not bring happiness and peace. The cultivation of our own gardens is what will bring happiness and peace within ourselves.
