Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. AudenRead
To the man-in-the-street, who, I'm sorry to say, is a keen observer of life. The word Intellectual suggests straight away. A man who's untrue to his wife.
Interpretation
Auden critiques the perception of intellectuals as morally questionable figures.
In this quote, W. H. Auden reflects on the stereotype that intellectuals are often seen as unfaithful or morally ambiguous. He suggests that this view is a common belief among the general public ('the man-in-the-street'), highlighting how societal perceptions shape our understanding of character and moral integrity associated with intellectualism.
In practice
During a debate on the role of ethics in academia, this quote can highlight public skepticism about intellectuals.
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
That the speech of self-disclosure should be translatable seems to me very odd, but I am convinced that it is. The conclusion that I draw is that the only quality which all human being without exception possess is uniqueness: any characteristic, on the other hand, which one individual can be recognized as having in common with another, like red hair or the English language, implies the existence of other individual qualities which this classification excludes.
Nobody knows what the cause is, though some pretend they do; it like some hidden assassin waiting to strike at you. Childless women get it, and men when they retire; it as if there had to be some outlet for their foiled creative fire.
History is, strictly speaking, the study of questions; the study of answers belongs to anthropology and sociology.
Music is the best means we have of digesting time.
'Healing,' Papa would tell me, 'is not a science, but the intuitive art of wooing nature.'
Whenever I'm in trouble, I pray. And because I'm in trouble all of the time, I pray almost constantly.
When you sit with a nice girl for two hours, it seems like two minutes; when you sit on a hot stove for two minutes, it seems like two hours. That's relativity.
The land on which the cattle grazed was communal property. It was owned by no one. It was nobody's private farm. It was the common property of the people, shared by the people. So the practice of sharing was central to the concept of ownership of property.
When you criminalize something, only criminals can deal with it. When criminals deal with it, there's no recourse to law, so there's only recourse to violence.
No man knows how bad he is till he has tried very hard to be good...Only those who try to resist temptation know how strong it is.
The consistent thinker, the consistently moral man, is either a walking mummy or else, if he has not succeeded in stifling all his vitality, a fanatical monomaniac.
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