« It takes courage when everything goes wrong and everything goes in circles, just to continue and get patient ... Not to overreact and be patient. The way I go there is love, joy, gratitude. »
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Alexandre Jollien
Living without why |
Alexandre Jollien
Living without why
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« Unconditional love is not absolute tolerance. It's total benevolence to what's here and now. It doesn't matter what the past is. »
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Alexandre Jollien
Small Treatise on Abandonment: Thoughts to Welcome Life as It Proposes |
Alexandre Jollien
Small Treatise on Abandonment: Thoughts to Welcome Life as It Proposes
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« So I set out to use words, to provoke laughter among my dear comrades. Very quickly, to the general astonishment, I made myself a place among them. Oddly enough, my authentic friends were not among the first in class, nor among the docile, but among the last, the unruly, those who sneer "all behind", those who know how to be cruel. These very people showed me a tenderness, an innocence, a love that I never found anywhere else. The way they helped me, the way they came into contact with me, was a form of nudity. It was not the pity of the old women who gave me a hundred cents (which I did not always dislike), nor the ostentatious altruism of the son to Dad who demonstrate his good education, his know-how. The cockroach's friendship was clumsy, discreet, sincere. He confided in me and I dared to turn myself in to him. I always remember that rebellious spirit to whom I addressed my usual greeting: "Be wise." One day, he answered me to point: "And you, walk straight!" It gave me extreme pleasure. He felt for myself and had not taken the tweezers that those who smile blithely take when, at the checkout, I breaded my packet of spaghetti with herbs. There are smiles that hurt, compliments that kill. SOCRATES All this would mean that pity hurts more than contempt? ALEXANDRE Yes, no pity. Once again, I agree with Nietzsche. I think he sees right when he condemns pity, hypocrisy or appearance. Every day I encounter this condescending look that grows to please me, perhaps sincerely, but which denies my freedom and nies me ipso facto. »
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Alexandre Jollien
Praise for weakness |
Alexandre Jollien
Praise for weakness
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