If a victory is told in detail, one can no longer distinguish it from a defeat.
Jean-Paul SartreRead
I am neither virgin nor priest enough to play with the inner life.
Interpretation
The quote suggests a nuanced understanding of the complexities of inner life and identity.
In this quote, Jean-Paul Sartre expresses the idea that one is not purely innocent ('virgin') nor entirely detached or authoritative ('priest') when it comes to exploring and engaging with the depths of one's inner life. He implies that navigating the complexities of our thoughts, feelings, and existential condition requires a balance of experiences and perspectives, rather than a simplistic or dogmatic approach.
In practice
In a philosophical debate about existentialism and the nature of self.
If a victory is told in detail, one can no longer distinguish it from a defeat.
All I want is' - and he uttered the final words through clenched teeth and with a sort of shame - 'to retain my freedom.' I should myself have thought,' said Jacques, 'that freedom consisted in frankly confronting situations into which one had deliberately entered, and accepting all one's responsibilities. But that, no doubt, is not your view.
If you are lonely when you're alone, you are in bad company.
A kiss without a moustache, they said then, is like an egg without salt; I will add to it: and it is like Good without Evil.
I wanted pure love: foolishness; to love one another is to hate a common enemy: I will thus espouse your hatred. I wanted Good: nonsense; on this earth and in these times, Good and Bad are inseparable: I accept to be evil in order to become good.
Night is falling: at dusk, you must have good eyesight to be able to tell the Good Lord from the Devil.
It is always a vulgar and often an unhealthy pastime, and it is a vice which does not go alone; the man who gambles will find himself capable of any evil.
Lying is an elementary means of self-defense.
Freedom prospers when religion is vibrant and the rule of law under God is acknowledged.
Memory is the scribe of the soul.
I can see his pride _x000D_ _x000D_ Peep through each part of him.
Keats mourned that the rainbow, which as a boy had been for him a magic thing, had lost its glory because the physicists had found it resulted merely from the refraction of the sunlight by the raindrops. Yet knowledge of its causation could not spoil the rainbow for me. I am sure that it is not given to man to be omniscient. There will always be something left to know, something to excite the imagination of the poet and those attuned to the great world in which they live (p. 64)
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