...we shall board our imagined ship and wildly sail among sacred islands of the mad till death shatters the fabulous stars and makes us real.
Sylvia PlathRead
We know a thing by its opposite corollary; hot by having experienced cold; good by having decided what is bad; love by hate.
Interpretation
We understand concepts through their contrasts and opposites.
This quote by Sylvia Plath explores the idea that our comprehension of certain concepts is inherently tied to their opposites. It suggests that we define and appreciate qualities, such as warmth or goodness, only after experiencing their counterparts, like coldness or badness. Therefore, our understanding of love is intertwined with our awareness of hate, highlighting the relational nature of human experience and knowledge.
In practice
During a speech on human experiences, one might use this quote to highlight the importance of adversity in understanding joy.
...we shall board our imagined ship and wildly sail among sacred islands of the mad till death shatters the fabulous stars and makes us real.
The hardest thing, I think, is to live richly in the present, without letting it be tainted & spoiled out of fear for the future or regret for a badly-managed past.
It is as if my life were magically run by two electric currents: joyous positive and despairing negative--which ever is running at the moment dominates my life, floods it.
You walked in, laughing, tears welling confused, mingling in your throat. How can you be so many women to so many people, oh you strange girl?
I keep wanting to crawl back into the womb.
It's the living, the eating, the sleeping that everyone needs. Ideas don't matter so much after all. My three best friends are Catholic. I can't see their beliefs, but I can see the things they love to do on earth. When you come right down to it, I do believe in the freedom of the individual.
Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay.
The most agonising thing is to drop doubt into a man about his being a reality, three-dimensional - and not some other kind of reality.
But then again, maybe bad things happen because itβs the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look like.
People mistakenly assume that their thinking is done by their head; it is actually done by the heart which first dictates the conclusion, then commands the head to provide the reasoning that will defend it.
If there is a sort of national American emotion I would call it optimism. If there is an English one I would call it embarrassment - not even pessimism - just sheer shame, embarrassment and confusion.
I would argue that nothing gives life more purpose than the realization that every moment of consciousness is a precious and fragile gift.
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