You don't reach Serendib by plotting a course for it. You have to set out in good faith for elsewhere and lose your bearings... serendipitously.
John BarthRead
He wishes he had never entered the funhouse. But he has. Then he wishes he were dead. But he's not. Therefore he will construct funhouses for others and be their secret operator -- though he would rather be among the lovers for whom funhouses are designed.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the complexities of experience and the desire to impact others despite personal struggles.
In this quote, John Barth explores the paradox of self-awareness and the burdens it carries. The protagonist regrets entering a chaotic environment likened to a funhouse, which symbolizes the confusion and pain of existence. Despite wishing for escape, he resolves to shape that very chaos for others, indicating a deep connection to the human experience and an acknowledgment of the joy and pain intertwined in love and creativity.
In practice
In a motivational speech about resilience and embracing challenges.
You don't reach Serendib by plotting a course for it. You have to set out in good faith for elsewhere and lose your bearings... serendipitously.
Nothing is intrinsically valuable; the value of everything is attributed to it, assigned to it from outside the thing itself, by people.
In art as in lovemaking, heartfelt ineptitude has its appeal and so does heartless skill, but what you want is passionate virtuosity.
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Public emergencies may require the hand of severity to fall heavily on those who are not personally guilty, but compassion prompts, and ever urges to milder methods
My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I'm told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, but its silver when its wet, and all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.
I have frequently seen people become neurotic when they content themselves with inadequate or wrong answers to the questions of life.
The natural tendency of representative government, as of modern civilisation, is towards collective mediocrity: and this tendency is increased by all reductions and extensions of the franchise, their effect being to place the principal power in the hands of classes more and more below the highest level of instruction in the community.
Man never dies, nor is he ever born; bodies die, but he never dies.
When you ask a person to jump, his attention is mostly directed toward the act of jumping and the mask falls so that the real person appears.
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