n. the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it—whether through envy or pity or simple foreignness—which allows it to drift away from the rest of your life story, until the memory itself feels out of place, almost mythical, wandering restlessly in the fog, no longer even looking for a place to land.
“When a man is getting better he understands more and more clearly the evil that is still left in him. When a man is getting worse he understands his own badness less and less. A moderately bad man knows he is not very good: a thoroughly bad man thinks he is all right. This is common sense, really. You understand sleep when you are awake, not while you are sleeping. You can see mistakes in arithmetic when your mind is working properly: while you are making them you cannot see them. You can understand the nature of drunkenness when you are sober, not when you are drunk. Good people know about both good and evil: bad people do not know about either.”—C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity (via awelltraveledwoman)
“It’s so, so important to be visible online because the lifespan of what you post is condensed down to days instead of weeks and months, especially because people are ingesting so much content. Create things all the time and post work on Tumblr, Instagram, wherever. Submit work to good art blogs, because that’s how people will find you. I have a European agent who found me on a photo blog where a friend of theirs posted my photos. It’s all about that now.”—Elizabeth Weinberg on The Great Discontent (TGD)