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Sep. 19th, 2008 08:59 amR. A. MacAvoy named a character "There Is No Safety In This Life."
I have always found this oddly comforting.
(Being the lazy reader that I am, I can never remember what the actual string of syllables used was. But it was translated as above.)
It's actually up there in my all-time comfort list with Spinoza's bit about "Love for the absolute and eternal thing fills the mind with a joy entirely devoid of sadness."
Which is odd, now that I think about it, as they seem rather opposed statements. But there it is.
Despite how true I find it, I've never gotten much comfort out of Yevtushenko's line about how "The taste of love is the taste not of bought but of stolen apples." Whatever Truth's relationship to Beauty might be, Truth's relationship to Comfort is quite fraught.
I have always found this oddly comforting.
(Being the lazy reader that I am, I can never remember what the actual string of syllables used was. But it was translated as above.)
It's actually up there in my all-time comfort list with Spinoza's bit about "Love for the absolute and eternal thing fills the mind with a joy entirely devoid of sadness."
Which is odd, now that I think about it, as they seem rather opposed statements. But there it is.
Despite how true I find it, I've never gotten much comfort out of Yevtushenko's line about how "The taste of love is the taste not of bought but of stolen apples." Whatever Truth's relationship to Beauty might be, Truth's relationship to Comfort is quite fraught.
