The agreeable eye

an eudæmonistarchives

July 2022


21 July 2022, around 8.57.

‘Arthur Symons was talking of some foreign city, carrying in his waistcoat pocket, as it were, the genius loci, anon to be embalmed in Pateresque prose. I forget whether this time it was Rome or Seville or Moscow or what…’ —Max Beerbohm, ‘First Meetings with W.B. Yeats


21 July 2022, around 9.07.

A bird, some wires, the moon, at dawn

Philalethes. What is the use of grounds of consolation and peacefulness over which is constantly hanging the Damocles-sword of deception? Truth, my friend, truth alone holds firm, endures and stays steadfast: truth’s consolation is the only solid consolation: it is the indestructible diamond.

Demopheles. Yes, if you had truth in your pocket to favour us with on demand. But all you have are metaphysical systems about which nothing is certain but the head-cudgelling they cost. Before you deprive someone of something you must have something better to put in its place.

—Schopenhauer (‘On Religion: A Dialogue’, trans. R.J. Hollingdale)1

  1. With Mrs. R. Dircks for the first sentence spoken by Philalethes, which Hollingdale omits. []

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