He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret. He thought that the world’s heart beat at some terrible cost and that the world’s pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower.
Interpretation
Beauty and pain are intertwined, suggesting that great beauty often comes at a significant cost.
This quote by Cormac McCarthy reflects on the complex relationship between beauty and suffering in the world. It suggests that while there is profound beauty to be found, it is often accompanied by underlying pain and sacrifice, indicating that the creation or existence of something beautiful may require significant turmoil or loss, echoing the idea that joy and sorrow are inextricably linked.
In practice
Referencing this quote in a discussion about the value of art in a world filled with suffering.
Yet it is the narrative that is the life of the dream while the events themselves are often interchangeable. The events of the waking world on the other hand are forced upon us and the narrative is the unguessed axis along which they must be strung.
See the hand that nursed the serpent. The fine hasped pipes of her fingerbones. The skin bewenned and speckled. The veins are milkblue and bulby. A thin gold ring set with diamonds. That raised the once child's heart of her to agonies of passion before I was. Here is the anguish of mortality. Hopes wrecked, love sundered. See the mother sorrowing. How everything that I was warned of's come to pass.
What he could bear in the waking world he could not by night and he sat awake for fear the dream would return.
The judge placed his hands on the ground. He looked at his inquisitor. This is my claim, he said. And yet everywhere upon it are pockets of autonomous life. Autonomous. In order for it to be mine nothing must be permitted to occur upon it save by my dispensation.
Only now is the child finally divested of all that he has been. His origins are become remote as is his destiny and not again in all the world's turning will there be terrains so wild and barbarous to try whether the stuff of creation may be shaped to man's will or whether his own heart is not another kind of clay.
He knew only that his child was his warrant. He said: If he is not the word of God God never spoke.
When men yield up the privilege of thinking, the last shadow of liberty quits the horizon.
Never judge a philosophy by its abuse.
She [the Virgin Mary] was normal. She had already had other children. The Bible tells us that Jesus had two brothers. Virginity, as it relates to Jesus, is based on a different thing: Mary initiated a new generation of grace. A new era began. She is the cosmic bride, Earth, which opens to the heavens and allows itself to be fertilized.
A beggar's book outworths a noble's blood.
If you don't stick to your values when they're being tested, they're not values: they're hobbies.
Dreaming of a tomorrow, which tomorrow, will be as distant then as 'tis today.
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