What is interesting about self-analysis is that it leads nowhere - it is an art form in itself.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
It may be that the deep necessity of art is the examination of self-deception.
Seriously, these days I tend to shut up in terms of external analysis and DO try to let things speak for themselves, while still trying to get some depth into them.
Association with human beings lures one into self-observation.
We have a habit of turning to scientists when we want factual answers and artists when we want entertainment, but where are the facts about the nature of the self? Neurologists peering at PET scans and fMRIs know they aren't seeing the soul in there.
Self-image sets the boundaries of individual accomplishment.
In my case, self-absorption is completely justified. I have never discovered any other subject quite so worthy of my attention.
The ultimate mystery is one's own self.
Novels are a kind of experiment in selfhood, for the reader as well as for the author.
Science, literature, and common sense tell us that the self is a fickle thing, subject to revision in real time, and that the chasm that exists between any two people exists inside each and every one of us.
I've never gone into analysis. But Freud opened a door, I know.
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