A strong hatred is the best lamp to bear in our hands as we go over the dark places of life, cutting away the dead things men tell us to revere.
There is no such thing as conversation. It is an illusion. There are intersecting monologues, that is all.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote suggests that true conversation is a myth and that people engage in self-centered speech rather than genuine dialogue.
Rebecca West's quote highlights the idea that what we often perceive as conversation is merely a series of individual expressions. Instead of meaningful exchanges, we often find ourselves in situations where people are more focused on articulating their own thoughts, creating a disconnected atmosphere rather than a genuine dialogue. This observation prompts a deeper reflection on the nature of communication and the importance of listening and understanding in our interactions.
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Example use cases
This quote can be used during a discussion about effective communication in a workshop.
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