All novelists should live in two different worlds: a real one and an unreal one.
John FowlesRead
It's like the day you realize dolls are dolls. I pick up my old self and I see it's silly. A toy I've played with too often. It's a little sad, like an old golliwog at the bottom of the cupboard. Innocent and used-up and proud and silly.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects on the loss of innocence and the realization of the absurdity of past attachments.
In this quote, John Fowles uses the metaphor of realizing that dolls are just dolls to illustrate a deeper understanding of self-awareness and the bittersweet nature of growing up. By recognizing his old self as something silly and worn out, he conveys a sense of nostalgia and melancholy, recognizing the innocence lost along the way, much like discovering an old toy that has been cherished but is now just a shadow of its former value.
Themes
InnocenceSelf-AwarenessNostalgiaGrowing UpIdentity
In practice
Example use cases
In a graduation speech, to highlight the importance of reflecting on one's journey.
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