You live in a deranged age, more deranged that usual, because in spite of great scientific and technological advances, man has not the faintest idea of who he is or what he is doing.
Walker PercyRead
Before, I wandered as a diversion. Now I wander seriously and sit and read as a diversion.
Interpretation
The quote reflects a shift in perspective about wandering and reading, suggesting a deeper connection to both activities now.
Walker Percy emphasizes a transformation in his approach to wandering and reading. Initially, excursions were merely for amusement, but they have now taken on a more profound significance, suggesting that he engages in these activities not just for distraction but as serious pursuits that add depth to his life.
In practice
During a book club meeting to discuss the deeper meanings behind our reading habits.
You live in a deranged age, more deranged that usual, because in spite of great scientific and technological advances, man has not the faintest idea of who he is or what he is doing.
They all think any minute I'm going to commit suicide. What a joke. The truth of course is the exact opposite: suicide is the only thing that keeps me alive. Whenever everything else fails, all I have to do is consider suicide and in two seconds I'm as cheerful as a nitwit. But if I could not kill myself -- ah then, I would. I can do without nembutal or murder mysteries but not without suicide.
It is possible, however, that the artist is both thin-skinned and prophetic and, like the canary lowered into the mine shaft to test the air, has caught a whiff of something lethal.
Why is it that one can look at a lion or a planet or an owl or at someone's finger as long as one pleases, but looking into the eyes of another person is, if prolonged past a second, a perilous affair?
We love those who know the worst of us and don't turn their faces away.
Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past.
Because you are a great lord, you believe yourself to be a great genius. You took the trouble to be born, but no more.
All human states are organic brain states - happiness, sadness, fear, lust, dreaming, doing math problems and writing novels - and our brains are not static.
I am not made for politics because I am incapable of wanting or accepting the death of the adversary.
And much as Wine has played the Infidel, And robbed me of my Robe of Honor Well, I often wonder what the Vintners buy One half so precious as the stuff they sell.
Evil, by definition, is that which endangers the good, and the good is that which we perceive as a value.
That's what tyrants do, I guess. They make you covet their attention; they make you confuse attention for mercy.
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