After adolescence, if one's life is sufficiently interesting, the desire to tell oneself stories diminishes.
Interpretation
As we grow older and our lives become more engaging, the need to create narratives for ourselves lessens.
Gore Vidal suggests that during our formative years, storytelling is a vital tool for understanding and interpreting our experiences. However, as we mature and our lives unfold in more captivating ways, the necessity to fabricate narratives about ourselves wanes, as reality becomes rich and interesting enough to live without embellishment.
In practice
In a motivational speech about growing up.
We must declare ourselves, become known; allow the world to discover this subterranean life of ours which connects kings and farm boys, artists and clerks. Let them see that the important thing is not the object of love, but the emotion itself.
American writers want to be not good but great; and so are neither.
Writing fiction has become a priestly business in countries that have lost their faith.
The important thing is not the object of love, but the emotion itself.
For the average American, freedom of speech is simply the freedom to repeat what everyone else is saying and no more.
Ayn Rand's 'philosophy' is nearly perfect in its immorality, which makes the size of her audience all the more ominous and symptomatic as we enter a curious new phase in our society.... To justify and extol human greed and egotism is to my mind not only immoral, but evil.
I've been around longer than most of my fans have been alive.
Life's just one great journey. It's a road we travel as we go from point A to point B. What makes that journey worthwhile is the people we choose to travel with, the people we hold close as we take steps into the darkness and blindly make our way through life. They're the people who matter.
I live now on borrowed time, waiting in the anteroom for the summons that will inevitably come. And then - I go on to the next thing, whatever it is. One doesn't, luckily, have to bother about that.
I miss Saturday morning, rolling out of bed, not shaving, getting into my car with my girls, driving to the supermarket, squeezing the fruit, getting my car washed, taking walks.
He that embarks on the voyage of life will always wish to advance rather by the impulse of the wind than the strokes of the oar; and many fold in their passage; while they lie waiting for the gale.
Make lots of noise _x000D_ Kiss lots of boys _x000D_ Or kiss lots of girls _x000D_ If that's something you're into _x000D_ When the straight and narrow _x000D_ Gets a little too straight _x000D_ Roll up a joint (or don't) _x000D_ Just follow your arrow _x000D_ Wherever it points.
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