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.
I regard the brain as a computer which will stop working when its components fail. There is no heaven or afterlife for broken down computers; that is a fairy story for people afraid of the dark.
He was not bone and feather but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all
We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the sun. We are not afraid of the darkness. We trust that the moon shall guide us. We are determining the future at this very moment. We know that the heart is the philosopher's stone. Our music is our alchemy.
And yet we knew, for a certainty, that when first emissaries of Earth went walking among the planets, Earth's other sons would be dreaming not about such expeditions but about a piece of bread.
Language is the mother of thought, not its handmaiden.
To wait. In our lives we know joy, anger, sorrow, and a hundred other emotions, but these emotions all together occupy a bare one percent of our time. The remaining ninety-nine percent is just living in waiting. I wait in momentary expectation, feeling as though my breasts are being crushed, for the sound in the corridor of the footsteps of happiness. Empty. Oh, life is too painful, the reality that confirms the universal belief that it is best not to be born.
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