Language should almost break up or explode in its fruitless effort to contain so many meanings.
Interpretation
Language attempts to express complex ideas but often falls short of encapsulating all meanings.
In this quote, Eugene Ionesco suggests that language is a powerful yet limited tool in conveying the depth and multiplicity of human thought and emotion. He highlights the struggle of language to adequately capture the intricacies of meaning, implying that the richness of ideas often surpasses the ability of words to articulate them.
In practice
During a lecture on the complexity of human thoughts, this quote can highlight the difficulties of conveying emotions.
Since the death instinct exists in the heart of everything that lives, since we suffer from trying to repress it, since everything that lives longs for rest, let us unfasten the ties that bind us to life, let us cultivate our death wish, let us develop it, water it like a plant, let it grow unhindered. Suffering and fear are born from the repression of the death wish.
Childhood is the world of miracle and wonder; as if creation rose, bathed in the light, out of the darkness, utterly new and fresh and astonishing. The end of childhood is when things cease to astonish us.
No society has been able to abolish human sadness, no political system can deliver us from the pain of living, from our fear of death, our thirst for the absolute. It is the human condition that directs the social condition, not vice versa.
Drama lies in extreme exaggeration of the feelings, an exaggeration that dislocates flat everyday reality.
The brightest light, the light of Italy, the purest sky of Scandinavia in the month of June is only a half-light when one compares it to the light of childhood. Even the nights were blue.
Why do people always expect authors to answer questions? I am an author because I want to ask questions. If I had answers, I'd be a politician.
If you don't want your tax dollars to help the poor, then stop saying that you want a country based on Christian values. Because you don't!
Now therefore I do recommend and assign Thursday the 26th day of November next to be devoted by the People of these States to the service of that great and glorious Being, who is the beneficent Author of all the good that was, that is, or that will be.
Life is without meaning. You bring the meaning to it.
The great things in life are what they seem to be. And for that reason, strange as it may sound to you, often are very difficult to interpret (understand). Great passions are for the great of souls. Great events can only be seen by people who are on a level with them. We think we can have our visions for nothing. We cannot. Even the finest and most self-sacrificing visions have to be paid for. Strangely enough, that is what makes them fine.
There is no dusk to be, There is no dawn that was, Only there's now, and now, And the wind in the grass.
...we shall board our imagined ship and wildly sail among sacred islands of the mad till death shatters the fabulous stars and makes us real.
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