I want to share with you guys a cool quote from Charles Dickens’, A Tale of Two Cities, that I read yesterday:
“A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there, is, in some of its imaginings, a secret to the heart nearest it! Something of the awfulness, even of Death itself, is referable to this. No more can I turn the leaves of this dear book that I loved, and vainly hope in time to read it all. No more can I look into the depths of this unfathomable water, wherein, as momentary lights glanced into it, I have had glimpses of buried treasure and other things submerged. It was appointed that the book should shut with a spring, for ever and for ever, when I had read but a page. It was appointed that the water should be locked in an eternal frost, when the light was playing on its surface, and I stood in ignorance on the shore. My friend is dead, my neighbour is dead, my love, the darling of my soul, is dead; it is the inexorable consolidation and perpetuation of the secret that was always in that individuality, and which I shall carry in mine to my life’s end. In any of the burial-places of this city through which I pass, is there a sleeper more inscrutable than its busy inhabitants are, in their innermost personality, to me, or than I am to them?”
What I like most about this is that although at times in your life you may feel that you have nothing and that you are totally naked in a metaphorical sense, that is not true. You have your secrets and you will always have them unto yourself until the day you decide to tell someone about them. It’s like you and only you have the power to let go of this knowledge, or fear or whatever it is that you are keeping inside out to the rest of the world to do with it what they please. If you don’t share it then it’s like you know something other people don’t and there’s always a little thrill in knowing nobody else knows something that you do. I know for a fact that I have a ton of secrets-about myself, what I think about certain subjects of discussion (including certain people I do not exactly care for), and a bunch of other things-so I know that others keep their secrets too. I think it’s awesome that there will always be a little mystery to each and every human being on the planet whether or no you think you know them really well.
Here’s a sweet song by one of my favorite bands that goes along with this topic. (: