Try any goddam thing you like, no matter how boringly normal or outrageous. If it works, fine. If it doesn't, toss it. Toss it even if you love it.
In polite society, we call our obsessions hobbies.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote suggests that what we passionately pursue is often labeled as a hobby in social contexts. It implies a deeper reflection on society's perception of interests and obsessions.
Stephen King's quote highlights the disparity between our true passions and how society chooses to classify them. In polite society, where norms dictate acceptable behavior, intense interests, often perceived as obsessions, are downplayed and referred to as hobbies to fit social expectations. This observation provokes thought about societal judgment and the truth behind our fervent pursuits, encouraging us to embrace what we love regardless of labels.
Themes
In practice
Example use cases
In a social gathering where people are discussing their interests.
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