Over-the-top praise casts a shadow: under-the-table aspersion. The stoic practices indifference to both.
Between the poles
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Over-the-top praise casts a shadow: under-the-table aspersion. The stoic practices indifference to both.
We see everything in terms of shadow—a mixture of light and dark. The man who sees only black and white, good and bad, is not just blinkered; he’s blind.
Whatever is unconscious within us—our shadow self, to deploy a Jungian term—will express itself in our behaviour. Perhaps we’ll be shocked, puzzled or ashamed by this. Buddy cavils, “That’s not me!”
The problem with being a perfectionist is that nothing is perfect. I cannot be a perfectionist without at the same time being humourless, self-righteous, impatient and lemon-faced.