The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.
Anais NinRead
I cheat him, I deceive him, yet the world does not sink in sulphur-colored mists. Madness conquers. I can no longer put my mosaics together. I just cry and laugh.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the complexities of human emotions and the chaotic nature of existence.
Anais Nin's quote explores the juxtaposition of deceit and the acceptance of madness in life. It suggests that despite the moral failings of individuals and the disarray they can cause, the world continues to function, shrouded in irrationality and emotions that oscillate between despair and joy. The metaphor of mosaics symbolizes the disintegration of one's sense of order and coherence in a chaotic reality.
In practice
In a discussion about the nature of reality and human experience.
The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.
Anxiety is love's greatest killer, because it is like the stranglehold of the drowning.
We celebrate peace. Yet we pay no attention to the ways of curing aggression in human beings. And when one sees in psychoanalysis hostility disappearing as people conquer their fears, one wonders if the cure is not there.
The impetus to grow and live intensely is so powerful in me I cannot resist it. I will work, I will love my husband, but I will fulfill myself.
We have been poisoned by fairy tales.
But I lie. I embellish. My words are not deep enough. They disguise, they conceal. I will not rest until I have told of my descent into a sensuality which was as dark, as magnificent, as wild, as my moments of mystic creation have been dazzling, ecstatic, exalted.
I've wondered, though, if one of the reasons we fail to acknowledge the brilliance of life is because we don't want the responsibility inherent in the acknowledgment. We don't want to be characters in a story because characters have to move and breathe and face conflict with courage. And if life isn't remarkable, then we don't have to do any of that; we can be unwilling victims instead of grateful participants.
Men are always more inclined to pitch their estimate of the enemy's strength too high than too low, such is human nature.
I was indeed a snob, if you agree with this definition: 'A person who believes that their tastes in a particular area are superior to those of other people.' I do believe that. Not superior to all other people, but to some, most probably including those who think Transformers: Revenge of The Fallen is a great film. That is not simply ego on my part. It is a faith that after writing and teaching about films for more than 40 years, my tastes are more evolved than those of a fanboy.
A quarrel is quickly settled when deserted by one party; there is no battle unless there be two.
Did Buddha teach that the many was real and the ego unreal, while orthodox Hinduism regards the One as the real, and the many as unreal?" the Swami was asked. "Yes", answered the Swami. "And what Ramakrishna Paramahamsa and I have added to this is, that the Many and the One are the same Reality, perceived by the same mind at different times and in different attitudes.
What an awful thing life is, isnβt it? Itβs like soup with lots of hairs floating on the surface. You have to eat it nevertheless.
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