a little nonsense, to expose the rational?
The frequency of (involved) writing is positively linked with the depth of understanding.
If I've hesitated to exposit on my feelings in the past, it must be because I was hesitant of clarity. Words are terrible things, which, applied thoroughly and without poetry, strip feelings of every mysticism and ambiguity. What is left is the cool core of science -- very nearly a deformity. I may or may not have loved her as I claimed; I may or may not have ever loved a woman as I claimed. I want to know this without romanticizing it. I wish to write it without romance. Is this a fool's fantasy?
(But what else could it be? This entire passage in itself is an exercise in sentimental folly.)
If I've hesitated to exposit on my feelings in the past, it must be because I was hesitant of clarity. Words are terrible things, which, applied thoroughly and without poetry, strip feelings of every mysticism and ambiguity. What is left is the cool core of science -- very nearly a deformity. I may or may not have loved her as I claimed; I may or may not have ever loved a woman as I claimed. I want to know this without romanticizing it. I wish to write it without romance. Is this a fool's fantasy?
(But what else could it be? This entire passage in itself is an exercise in sentimental folly.)