We think that - as kids, you know - that kids make up stories and live in a sort of fictional place, but that, as grown-ups, we tell the truth and live in fact. But, of course, the reality is we take the facts that we know, and then we fill in all the blanks.
Interpretation
The quote suggests that both children and adults create narratives from their experiences, blending facts with imagination.
Claire Messud's quote highlights the idea that the difference between childhood and adulthood isn't as clear-cut as it seems. While children are often seen as imaginative storytellers living in fiction, adults do the same by interpreting the facts they encounter and enriching their realities with imagination and context. This perspective challenges the notion that adults exist purely in a realm of truth and facts.
In practice
In a speech about creativity in adulthood, this quote could emphasize the importance of imagination.
Nobody would know me from my own description of myself; which is why, when called upon (rarely, I grant) to provide an account, I tailor it, I adapt, I try to provide an outline that can, in some way, correlate to the outline that people understand me to have -- that, I suppose, I actually have, at this point. But who I am in my head, very few people really get to see that. Almost none. It's the most precious gift I can give, to bring her out of hiding.
Years ago, I worked in a newspaper office, and there were men that would have fits of temper, and it was just accepted that that's who they were, and everyone would laugh about it, but if a woman got upset or angry, something wasn't right: she was 'hysterical' or 'a little unhinged.' It didn't have the same sort of connotation at all.
If you ask a ten-year-old girl what she wants to do when she grows up and a fourteen-year-old girl what she wants to be when she grows up, in many cases, the older child will have a much less free sense of what's possible.
I could not help feeling that they were evil things-- mountains of madness whose farther slopes looked out over some accursed ultimate abyss. That seething , half-luminous cloud-background held ineffable suggestions of a vague, ethereal beyondness far more than terrestrially spatial; and gave appalling reminders of the utter remoteness, separateness, desolation, and aeon-long death of this untrodden and unfathomed austral world.
It is only our deeds that reveal who we are.
The great thing about a culture of givers is that's not a delusion - it's reality.
Unlike presidential administrations, problems rarely have terminal dates.
Ending poverty calls for humility, honesty, freedom from ideology and refusal to accept cruel simplicities about anyone's human potential. It requires listening to the wisdom and cutting the nonsense from both the Right and the Left.
There are men and women so lonely they believe God, too, is lonely.
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