why does what was beautiful shatter in hindsight because it concealed dark truths?
Bernhard SchlinkRead
The tectonic layers of our lives rest so tightly one on top of the other that we always come up against earlier events in later ones, not as matter that has been fully formed and pushed aside, but absolutely present and alive. I understand this. Nonetheless, I sometimes find it hard to bear.
Interpretation
Our past experiences and events continue to influence our present and future.
This quote by Bernhard Schlink reflects on the intricate interplay between our past and present experiences. The metaphor of tectonic layers illustrates how our memories and earlier events are not merely remnants of history but remain active, shaping our current lives and sometimes creating burdens that are hard to carry.
In practice
In a discussion about how childhood experiences shape adult behavior.
why does what was beautiful shatter in hindsight because it concealed dark truths?
It wasn't that I forgot Hanna. But at a certain point the memory of her stopped accompanying me wherever I went. She stayed behind, the way a city stays behind as a train pulls out of the station. It's there, somewhere behind you, and you could go back and make sure of it. But why should you?
She was struggling, as she always had struggled, not to show what she could do but to hide what she couldn't do. A life made up of advances that were actually frantic retreats and victories that were concealed defeats.
Desires, memories, fears, passions form labyrinths in which we lose and find and then lose ourselves again.
...I had to point at Hanna. But the finger I pointed at her turned back to me. I had loved her. I tried to tell myself that I had known nothing of what she had done when I chose her. I tried to talk myself into the state of innocence in which children love their parents. But love of our parents is the only love for which we are not responsible. ...And perhaps we are responsible even for the love we feel for our parents.
I took all the blame. I admitted mistakes I hadn't made, intentions I'd never had. Whenever she turned cold and hard, I begged her to be good to me again, to forgive me and love me. Sometimes I had the feeling that she hurt herself when she turned cold and rigid. As if what she was yearning for was the warmth of my apologies, protestations, and entreaties. Sometimes I thought she just bullied me. But either way, I had no choice.
A little flesh, a little breath, and a Reason to rule all - that is myself.
When I fish, I stop thinking about anything else. But truth be told, if you want to declare victories, I can tell you the fish have won a lot more than I have. It's interesting that something with a brain the size of a fish's can outsmart us humans, who think we are el supremo.
Surely, life is not merely a job, an occupation; life is something extraordinarily wide and profound, it is a great mystery, a vast realm in which we function as human beings.
Dwarves are not heroes, but a calculating folk with a great idea of the value of money; some are tricky and treacherous and pretty bad lots; some are not but are decent enough people like Thorin and Company, if you don't expect too much.
There is no broader way to apostasy than to reject God's sovereignty in all things concerning the revelation of himself and our obedience.
It's just what people do when they're getting old, when they're sick of themselves and their life; they think of money and take care of themselves.
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