To shift the structure of a sentence alters the meaning of that sentence, as definitely and inflexibly as the position of a camera alters the meaning of the object photographed.
A pool is, for many of us in the West, a symbol not of affluence but of order, of control over the uncontrollable. A pool is water, made available and useful, and is, as such, infinitely soothing to the western eye.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote suggests that a pool represents human mastery over nature and brings comfort to those in the West.
In this quote, Joan Didion emphasizes the symbolic significance of a pool in Western culture, viewing it not just as a luxury item but as a representation of order and control in an otherwise chaotic world. She highlights how the presence of a well-maintained pool provides a sense of calm and organization, allowing individuals to experience tranquility and comfort through the manipulation of natural elements, particularly water.
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In practice
Example use cases
In a speech about urban design, one could reference this quote to highlight the importance of creating spaces that provide a sense of order.
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Memories are what you no longer want to remember.
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Truly it is glorious, our being here.
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But why doesn't the Gospel ever say that Christ laughed?" I asked, for no good reason. "Is Jorge right?" "Legions of scholars have wondered whether Christ laughed. The question doesn't interest me much. I believe he never laughed, because, omniscient as the son of God had to be, he knew how we Christians would behave. . . .