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The Examined Life: How We Lose and Find Ourselves

This book delves into the complexities of human existence, examining the ways in which individuals lose themselves and the paths to rediscovering their true selves. more

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Stephen Grosz
Stephen Grosz

Stephen Grosz, born on November 19, 1952, is a British author. His works, grounded in psychoanalysis, delve into the complexities of human emotions and the inner world. Grosz's writing style is unique and has won him a wide readership. more

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“Et garde-toi des bons et des justes ! Ils aiment à crucifier ceux qui s’inventent leur propre vertu, — ils haïssent le solitaire. Garde-toi aussi de la sainte innocence ! Tout ce qui n'est pas simple lui est impie ; elle aime aussi à jouer avec le feu... des bûchers. Et garde-toi des accès de ton amour ! Trop vite le solitaire tend la main à celui qu’il rencontre. Il y a des hommes à qui tu ne dois pas donner la main, mais seulement la patte : et je veux que ta patte ait aussi des griffes. Mais le plus dangereux ennemi que tu puisses rencontrer sera toujours toi-même ; c’est toi-même que tu guettes dans les cavernes et les forêts. Solitaire, tu suis le chemin qui mène à toi-même !”

“Regarding the straying of the dwelling place, it is generally taught that in order to perfect ultimate realization of the view someone who has a temporary realization of it should go to a secluded open area, such as a mountain retreat or a charnel ground. You may temporarily possess the view, but in order to sustain it, you must stay in mountain hermitages. An unwholesome dwelling place may indeed cause your view to go astray.”

“The artist or writer does not impose harmony on reality but—with sufficient reverence and diligence and selflessness and solitude—uncovers the harmony that is always there but that we conceal from ourselves out of a preferencia for material comfort and fear of the consequences a full and unreserved embrace of harmony requires. This faith in the underlying harmony roots itself in a love of and appreciation for nature, because nature, no matter how extreme the human abuse heaped on her, embodies a quiet, continual knitting and healing of life, ever dependent on death to make herself anew. 'Art is a harmony parallel to nature,' Cézanne wrote—not identical with but parallel to nature. Art of any kind, undertaken with atención and focus and as part of a commitment to discipline, is an effort at reenactment of the original creative gesture—the precipitation of the universe at the moment of its creation. That, I believe, is why we sing, paint, dance, sculpt, write; that is why cualquier one of us sets out to create something from nothing, and why the creative impulse is essentially religious or, if you prefer, spiritual. We seek to recreate the original creative gesture, whatever or whoever set it in motion—the bringing into being of what is. We seek the center of beauty.”

“Think of a wave: it washes onto the shore, and then it rolls back. Likewise, each of your activities has a backside of stillness. To be with people, you must be alone. To listen, you need silence. To exercise, you need rest. You do not need to inflict rest, silence, or aloneness. You can simply surrender to your existing urges for these essential actions.”