To shift the structure of a sentence alters the meaning of that sentence, as definitely and inflexibly as the position of a camera alters the meaning of the object photographed.
What makes Iago evil? Some people ask. I never ask.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects a philosophical perspective on the nature of evil, suggesting that understanding the reasons behind someone's malevolence may be less important than recognizing its existence.
In this quote, Joan Didion presents a contemplation on the character of Iago from Shakespeare's 'Othello', emphasizing that while some may seek to understand the motivations behind Iago's evil actions, she finds the inquiry itself unnecessary. It suggests a more pragmatic approach to evil, acknowledging that it exists independently of our understanding or explanations. This perspective invites readers to confront malevolence directly rather than becoming preoccupied with its origins.
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Example use cases
In a philosophical debate on morality, you could quote Didion to highlight the complexity of understanding evil.
More from Joan Didion
All quotes →The truth is, it's easier for me to write than talk... to express the state I'm in at any time.
Memories are what you no longer want to remember.
It was clear, for example, in 1988 that the political process had already become perilously remote from the electorate it was meant to represent.
I mean maybe I was holding all the aces, but what was the game?
Do not whine... Do not complain. Work harder. Spend more time alone.
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