Landy: Philsophy as Fiction [4: TR quotes]
citation of Proust: “through art alone are we able to emerge from ourselves [sortir de nous]” (TR 299) see also 169n40
Landy, “writing takes ‘our individual suffering’ and transposes it into ‘a general form which will in some measure enable us to escape from its embrace, which will turn all mankind into sharers in our pain, and which is even able to yield us a certain joy’ (TR 313).” (33)
cited by Landy (34-5), “there is no idea that does not carry in itself its possible refutation, no word that does not imply its opposite” (F 814)
“Style, as Marcel puts it, ‘is the revelation, which by direct and conscious methods would be impossible, of the qualitative difference, the uniqueness of the fashion in which the world appears to each one of us, a difference which, if there were no art, would remain for ever the secret of every individual’ (TR 299).” (48)
“What Marcel learns [from his experience of the Martinville steeples], in other words, is that ‘in all perception there exists a barrier as a result of which there is never absolute contact between reality and our intelligence’ (TR 420; cf. S 115); separating the world from the conscious mind stands the preconscious perspective of the perceiver.” (57)
see 198n62 for a good TR quote from TR272
“ ‘our true life,’ in Marcel’s definition, is ‘reality as we have felt it [telle que nous l’avons sentie]’ (TR 277) We deduce its existence from the phenomenon of involuntary memory, and derive its nature by working back from the effects it produces (particularly in various forms of artistic expression). [paragraph] There is, however, still, something missing. Involuntary memory may give us something ‘individual, identical and permanent’ but it is not, strictly speaking, an individual, identical, and permanent self. Going back to the key passage cited earlier, involuntary memory summons up a ‘being within me’ (TR 262): not the Self in its entirety, but only a tiny part of it, and not even a part that could ever speak for the whole.” (116)
“Was she not—are not, indeed, the majority of human beings?—like one of those star-shaped crossroads in a forest where roads converge that have come in the forest as in our lives, from the most diverse quarters?’ (TR 502).” (122)
“ ‘Real life, life at last laid bare and illuminated—the only life in consequence which can be said to be really lived—is literature, and life thus defined is in a sense all the time immanent in ordinary men no less than in the artist. But most men do not see it because they do not seek to shed light upon it. And therefore their past is like a photographic darkroom encumbered with innumerable negatives which remain useless because the intellect has not developed them’ (TR 298-99).” (123)
see also quotation from GS 290 on page 124
Landy, “writing takes ‘our individual suffering’ and transposes it into ‘a general form which will in some measure enable us to escape from its embrace, which will turn all mankind into sharers in our pain, and which is even able to yield us a certain joy’ (TR 313).” (33)
cited by Landy (34-5), “there is no idea that does not carry in itself its possible refutation, no word that does not imply its opposite” (F 814)
“Style, as Marcel puts it, ‘is the revelation, which by direct and conscious methods would be impossible, of the qualitative difference, the uniqueness of the fashion in which the world appears to each one of us, a difference which, if there were no art, would remain for ever the secret of every individual’ (TR 299).” (48)
“What Marcel learns [from his experience of the Martinville steeples], in other words, is that ‘in all perception there exists a barrier as a result of which there is never absolute contact between reality and our intelligence’ (TR 420; cf. S 115); separating the world from the conscious mind stands the preconscious perspective of the perceiver.” (57)
see 198n62 for a good TR quote from TR272
“ ‘our true life,’ in Marcel’s definition, is ‘reality as we have felt it [telle que nous l’avons sentie]’ (TR 277) We deduce its existence from the phenomenon of involuntary memory, and derive its nature by working back from the effects it produces (particularly in various forms of artistic expression). [paragraph] There is, however, still, something missing. Involuntary memory may give us something ‘individual, identical and permanent’ but it is not, strictly speaking, an individual, identical, and permanent self. Going back to the key passage cited earlier, involuntary memory summons up a ‘being within me’ (TR 262): not the Self in its entirety, but only a tiny part of it, and not even a part that could ever speak for the whole.” (116)
“Was she not—are not, indeed, the majority of human beings?—like one of those star-shaped crossroads in a forest where roads converge that have come in the forest as in our lives, from the most diverse quarters?’ (TR 502).” (122)
“ ‘Real life, life at last laid bare and illuminated—the only life in consequence which can be said to be really lived—is literature, and life thus defined is in a sense all the time immanent in ordinary men no less than in the artist. But most men do not see it because they do not seek to shed light upon it. And therefore their past is like a photographic darkroom encumbered with innumerable negatives which remain useless because the intellect has not developed them’ (TR 298-99).” (123)
see also quotation from GS 290 on page 124
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