Art begins when a man, with a purpose of communicating to other people a feeling he once experienced, calls it up again within himself and expresses it by certain external signs.
Leo TolstoyRead
Sometimes she did not know what she feared, what she desired: whether she feared or desired what had been or what would be, and precisely what she desired, she did not know.
Interpretation
The quote reflects the complexity of human emotions, particularly in understanding our fears and desires.
In this quote, Tolstoy explores the ambiguity that often surrounds our innermost feelings. The narrator grapples with a lack of clarity about what she truly fears or wishes for, signifying the often intertwined and confusing nature of desire and fear. It suggests that sometimes, individuals may find themselves caught between past experiences and future aspirations, struggling to identify their true emotions and motivations.
In practice
In a discussion about personal growth, one might refer to this quote to highlight the struggle of understanding one's true feelings.
Art begins when a man, with a purpose of communicating to other people a feeling he once experienced, calls it up again within himself and expresses it by certain external signs.
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Surely the ass who invented the first religion ought to be the first ass damned
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My reality needs imagination like a bulb needs a socket. My imagination needs reality like a blind man needs a cane.
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