All charming people have something to conceal, usually their total dependence on the appreciation of others.
Cyril ConnollyRead
When we have ceased to love the stench of the human animal, either in others or in ourselves, then are we condemned to misery, and clear thinking can begin.
Interpretation
Acceptance of our flaws is essential for clarity and happiness.
Cyril Connolly's quote suggests that when we turn away from the darker aspects of human nature—both in ourselves and in others—we risk falling into despair and confusion. The quote emphasizes the importance of recognizing and confronting these uncomfortable truths to attain a clearer perspective on life and ultimately achieve happiness.
In practice
In a motivational speech about embracing our flaws.
All charming people have something to conceal, usually their total dependence on the appreciation of others.
When I contemplate the accumulation of guilt and remorse which, like a garbage-can, I carry through life, and which is fed not only by the lightest action but by the most harmless pleasure, I feel Man to be of all living things the most biologically incompetent and ill-organized. Why has he acquired a seventy years life-span only to poison it incurably by the mere being of himself? Why has he thrown Conscience, like a dead rat, to putrefy in the well?
A lazy person, whatever the talents with which he set out, will have condemned himself to second-hand thoughts and to second-rate friends.
The artist is a member of the leisured classes who cannot pay for his leisure.
We are all serving a life sentence in the dungeon of the self.
Imprisoned in every fat man a thin man is wildly signaling to be let out.
A young man who wishes to remain a sound atheist cannot be too careful of his reading.
Men of patriarchal cultures have been committing heinous acts in the name of their God ever since they created a god for themselves. It seems that the earlier, goddess-oriented, nature-centered religions were far less cruel.
Having no destination, I am never lost.
When I left Merle was wearing a bungalow apron and rolling pie crust. She came to the door wiping her hands on the apron and kissed me on the mouth and began to cry and ran back into the house, leaving the doorway empty [...] I had a funny feeling as I saw the house disappear, as though I had written a poem and it was very good and I had lost it and would never remember it again. (p. 262)
The Life of the intellect is the best and pleasantest for man, because the intellect more than anything else is the man. Thus it will be the happiest life as well.
Whatsoever is, is in God, and without God nothing can be, or be conceived.
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