Everything is complicated; if that were not so, life and poetry and everything else would be a bore.
Wallace StevensRead
A violent order is disorder; and a great disorder is an order. These two things are one.
Interpretation
Order and disorder are interconnected concepts that can represent the same underlying truth.
This quote by Wallace Stevens explores the paradoxical relationship between order and disorder. It suggests that what we perceive as violent or chaotic can actually embody a hidden form of order, while what we define as orderly may mask underlying disorder. This notion encourages a deeper reflection on the complexity and duality of existence, inviting us to recognize that opposites often coexist and inform each other.
In practice
In a philosophical debate about the nature of reality.
Everything is complicated; if that were not so, life and poetry and everything else would be a bore.
Most modern reproducers of life, even including the camera, really repudiate it. We gulp down evil, choke at good.
After one has abandoned a belief in God, poetry is that essence which takes its place as life's redemption.
Why should she give her bounty to the dead? What is divinity if it can come Only in silent shadows and in dreams?
LIGHT FROM WITHIN my friend, cancer got you damn it: you had it beat for seven years at least. how did it come back? Why all that pain. again. and you, such a fighter you fought me over and over with tears and words and promises. you fought for me with honesty and a light so bright it hurts my heart. sweet lorna. at peace now finally no more battles, just light from within a flickering candle in the dark burns with you.
Unfortunately there is nothing more inane than an Easter carol. It is a religious perversion of the activity of Spring in our blood.
The vast numbers of people who suffer some kind of mental illness under capitalism can either think, 'there is some failing with me, if only I could fit into this system better, if only I were working harder, if only I could enjoy these empty pleasures more, then things would be OK' or 'the problem is with the system that is making me ill.'
A man of the world must seem to be what he wishes to be thought.
The greatest enemy of individual freedom is the individual himself.
The self-styled practical man of affairs who pooh-poohs philosophy as a lot of windy notions is himself a pragmatist or a positivist, and a bad one at that, since he has given no thought to his position.
I like to think that when I fall, A rain-drop in Death's shoreless sea, This shelf of books along the wall, Beside my bed, will mourn for me.
To cease from evil, to do good, and to purify the mind yourself, this is the teaching of all the Buddhas.
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