It has become necessary for me to have this woman, so as to save myself from the ridicule of being in love with her: for to what lengths will a man not be driven by thwarted desire?
Pierre Choderlos De LaclosRead
Cast between the extremes of happiness and misfortune, uncertainty is a cruel torment.
Interpretation
Uncertainty can create distress as we navigate between joy and sorrow.
This quote highlights the emotional struggle that arises from uncertainty in life. In the backdrop of happiness and misfortune, it signifies that not knowing what comes next can be a source of great anguish, causing us to feel stuck in a limbo where neither joy nor despair provides solace.
In practice
During a speech about resilience, one might say, 'As Pierre Choderlos De Laclos poignantly noted, uncertainty is a cruel torment.'
It has become necessary for me to have this woman, so as to save myself from the ridicule of being in love with her: for to what lengths will a man not be driven by thwarted desire?
Humanity is not perfect in any fashion; no more in the case of evil than in that of good. The criminal has his virtues, just as the honest man has his weaknesses.
I am astonished at the pleasure one experiences in doing good; and I should be tempted to believe that what we call virtuous people have not so much merit as they lead us to suppose.
It was there, in particular, that I confirmed the truth that love, which we cry up as the source of our pleasures, is nothing more than an excuse for them.
...it is not for the illusion of a moment to govern the choice of a lifetime.
How characteristic of your perverse heart that longs only for what happens to be out of reach.
I keep following this sort of hidden river of my life, you know, whatever the topic or impulse which comes, I follow it along trustingly. And I don't have any sense of its coming to a kind of crescendo, or of its petering out either. It is just going steadily along.
My name is Salmon, like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered.
...as it turned out, growing up was just as she'd feared. One day when your alarm clock rang, you got up and realized you had someone else's thoughts in your head... or may be just your old ones, minus the hope.
Adulthood isn't an award they'll give you for being a good child. You can waste years, trying to get someone to give that respect to you, as though it were a sort of promotion or raise in pay. If only you do enough, if only you are good enough. No. You have to just take it. Give it to yourself, I suppose. Say, I'm sorry you feel like that and walk away. But that's hard
When you die of sorrow it's as if you've broken all the bones in your body, bruised yourself all over, cracked your skull. That's sorrow.
Through life's ups and downs, and the few mistakes we make and all the successes that we get, let nobody - nobody's opinion - define who you are. And if anybody defines who you are, let it be yourself.
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