Blow the candle out, I don't need to see what my thoughts look like.
Emile ZolaRead
They dared not peer down into their own natures, down into the feverish confusion that filled their minds with a kind of dense, acrid mist.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the reluctance of individuals to confront their own inner turmoil and complexities.
Emile Zola's quote speaks to the fear and hesitance that many have in exploring their own thoughts and emotions. It suggests that individuals often avoid looking deeply into their personal struggles and confusions, which can result in a misunderstanding of oneself and ultimately hinder personal growth. The 'feverish confusion' and 'dense, acrid mist' symbolize the chaos within that impedes clarity and self-awareness.
In practice
In a motivational speech about embracing vulnerability and self-reflection.
Blow the candle out, I don't need to see what my thoughts look like.
I believe that all is illusion and vanity outside the treasure of truths slowly accumulated, and which will never again be lost. I believe that the sum of these truths, always increasing, will at last confer on man incalculable power and peace, if not happiness. Yes, I believe in the final triumph of life.
A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to lie rotting on the ground.
Oh, the fools, like a lot of good little schoolboys, scared to death of anything they've been taught is wrong!
Did not one spend the first half of one's days in dreams of happiness and the second half in regrets and terrors?
If you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.
For every bourgeois, in the heat of youth, if only for a day, for a minute, has believed himself capable of immense passions, of heroic enterprises. The most mediocre libertine has dreamed of oriental princesses; every rotary carries about inside him the debris of a poet.
Everyone wants a better life: very few of us want to be better people.
Hate the sin and not the sinner' is a precept which, though easy enough to understand, is rarely practiced, and that is why the poison of hatred spreads in the world.
The first question here, then, is not "What is best for my soul?" nor is it even "What is most useful to humanity?" But-transcending both these limited aims-what function must this life fulfill in the great and secret economy of God?
There's a pervading sense of loneliness I've had since the day I was born. Maybe a lot of other people feel the same way, but I'm not about to run up and down the street asking everybody if they're as lonely as I am. I'd probably get locked up.
Worship is as natural to the human family as the sing of the sun is to the cosmic order.
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