Even with the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made.
Interpretation
The quote suggests that even those who take life and death lightly have serious matters that warrant respect.
Edgar Allan Poe's quote reflects on the nature of seriousness in life, highlighting that, despite the humorous or lighthearted attitudes some may adopt towards life's most profound aspects, there are certain matters—often of deep moral or ethical significance—that require reverence and cannot be treated as mere jokes. It underscores a philosophical perspective on life's gravity that transcends the frivolity some may choose to embody.
In practice
In a philosophical discussion about the meaning of life and death, this quote can emphasize the importance of recognizing serious issues.
But evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch's high estate; (Ah, let us mourn, for never morrow Shall dawn upon him desolate!) And round about his home the glory That blushed and bloomed, Is but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed.
Most writers - poets in especial - prefer having it understood that they compose by a species of fine frenzy - an ecstatic intuition - and would positively shudder at letting the public take a peep behind the scenes.
...the agony of my soul found vent in one loud, long and final scream of despair.
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best have gone to their eternal rest.
I could have clasped the red walls to my bosom as a garment of eternal peace. "Death," I said, "any death but that of the pit!" Fool! might I have not known that into the pit it was the object of the burning iron to urge me?
In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.
Humanity's legacy of stories and storytelling is the most precious we have. All wisdom is in our stories and songs. A story is how we construct our experiences. At the very simplest, it can be: 'He/she was born, lived, died.' Probably that is the template of our stories - a beginning, middle, and end. This structure is in our minds.
For us humans, everything is permanent - until it changes, as we are immortal until we die
I'm fairly convinced that the Kingdom of God is for the broken-hearted. You write of 'powerlessness.' Join the club, we are not in control. God is.
One principle I've been fighting for that doesn't endear me to a lot of people is that black people can be just as complicated and screwed up as white people. Our motives can be just as base and violent. Suffering does not necessarily ennoble you.
Only barbarians are not curious about where they come from, how they came to be where they are, where they appear to be going, whether they wish to go there, and if so, why, and if not, why not.
The great thing about being the only species that makes a distinction between right and wrong is that we can make up the rules for ourselves as we go along.
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