Try any goddam thing you like, no matter how boringly normal or outrageous. If it works, fine. If it doesn't, toss it. Toss it even if you love it.
Every religion lies. Every moral precept is a delusion. Even the stars are a mirage. The truth is darkness, and the only thing that matters is making a statement before one enters it. Cutting the skin of the world and leaving a scar. That's all history is, after all: scar tissue.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote suggests that all beliefs and truths are constructed illusions, and that our actions leave a permanent mark on history.
In this provocative quote by Stephen King, the author presents a bleak view of reality, suggesting that religions and morals are mere fabrications of human thought. King implies that existence is filled with falsehoods, and the ultimate reality is an overwhelming darkness. The only purpose that remains is to make an impactful statement or contribution before disappearing into that darkness. This metaphorical 'scar' represents the marks we leave in history, emphasizing the transient nature of life and the significance of our actions in an otherwise meaningless existence.
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In practice
Example use cases
Discussing the nature of truth in a philosophy class.
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