Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.
Jean AnouilhRead
Have you noticed that life, with murders and catastrophes and fabulous inheritances, happens almost exclusively in newspapers?
Interpretation
Life's dramatic events often seem more like stories in the news rather than everyday realities.
Jean Anouilh's quote suggests that the extraordinary events of life, such as violence, disasters, and sudden fortunes, are often sensationalized in newspapers, making them feel distant and unreal. He implies that these events do not fully reflect the true essence of daily life, as they are more often retold as captivating narratives rather than lived experiences.
In practice
In a discussion about the impact of media on our perception of reality.
Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.
It bothered me that whatever was waiting wasn't waiting for me
Life is very nice, but it lacks form. It's the aim of art to give it some.
The object of art is to give life shape.
Tragedy is restful: and the reason is that hope, that foul, deceitful thing, has no part in it.
Propaganda is a soft weapon; hold it in your hands too long, and it will move about like a snake, and strike the other way.
How can it be that mathematics, being after all a product of human thought which is independent of experience, is so admirably appropriate to the objects of reality?
In any civilized society, it is every citizen's responsibility to obey just laws. But at the same time, it is every citizen's responsibility to disobey unjust laws.
People need routines. It's like a theme in music. But it also restrictsyour thoughts and actions and limits your freedom. It structures your priorities and in some cases distorts your logic.
We are not to preach the doing of good things; good deeds are not to be preached, they are to be performed.
Darkness has completely descended onto the landscape and I stood up and stretched my arms above my head and I wondered what it would be like if it were a perfect world. Only god knows. And he is dead.
one does not only wish to be understood when one writes; one wishes just as surely not to be understood.
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