The deep joy we take in the company of people with whom we have just recently fallen in love is undisguisable.
John CheeverRead
I do not understand the capricious lewdness of the sleeping mind.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the unpredictable nature of the subconscious mind and its hidden desires.
In this quote, John Cheever expresses a sense of confusion and intrigue regarding the whimsical and often inappropriate tendencies of the subconscious mind while it is in a state of sleep. It suggests that the sleeping mind operates beyond rationality, revealing hidden thoughts, desires, and instincts that are usually suppressed during waking hours. This contemplation invites us to explore the depth of our psyche and the complexities of human nature.
In practice
In a discussion about psychology, one could use this quote to illustrate the complexities of the mind.
The deep joy we take in the company of people with whom we have just recently fallen in love is undisguisable.
For me a page of good prose is where one hears the rain. A page of good prose is when one hears the noise of battle.... A page of good prose seems to me the most serious dialogue that well-informed and intelligent men and women carry on today in their endeavor to make sure that the fires of this planet burn peaceably.
For me, a page of good prose is where one hears the rain and the noise of battle. It has the power to give grief or universality that lends it a youthful beauty.
The world that was not mine yesterday now lies spread out at my feet, a splendor. I seem, in the middle of the night, to have returned to the world of apples, the orchards of Heaven. Perhaps I should take my problems to a shrink, or perhaps I should enjoy the apples that I have, streaked with color like the evening sky.
What I am going to write is the last of what I have to say. I will say that literature is the only consciousness we possess and that its role as consciousness must inform us of our ability to comprehend the hideous danger of nuclear power.
Art is the triumph over chaos.
Imprisonment is as irrevocable as death.
It was the same way with silence. This was more than silence. A deaf person can feel vibrations. Here there was nothing to feel.
Today I felt pass over me A breath of wind from the wings of madness.
Man is a part of the world, and his spirit is part of the spirit of the world. We are merely a peculiar mode of Being, a living atom within it, or, rather, a cell that, if sufficiently open to itself and its own mystery, can also experience the mystery, the will, the pain, and the hope of the world.
One tended to lose oneβs bearings in the presence of willful and persistent acts of craziness, and the more gentle the act, the crazier it seemed, as if rage and violence, being closer to the norm, were easier to accommodate.
Prejudice is a burden that confuses the past, threatens the future and renders the present inaccessible.
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