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Fumitake Koga,Ichiro Kishimi

The Courage To Be Disliked

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  • Vlexciteerde uit3 maanden geleden
    ‘No experience is in itself a cause of our success or failure. We do not suffer from the shock of our experiences—the so-called trauma—but instead we make out of them whatever suits our purposes.
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    experience is in itself a cause of our success or failure. We do not suffer from the shock of our experiences—the so-called trauma—but instead we make out of them whatever suits our purposes.
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    over again, I would gladly fall to my knees before you. But it could turn out that you’ll be down on yo
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    course. If I could change, if I could start life all over again, I would gladly fall to my knees before you
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    it is Freudian aetiology that denies our free will, and treats humans like machines.
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    The question isn’t ‘what happened?’, but ‘how was it resolved?’
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    are not controlled by emotion. In this sense, while it shows that ‘people are not controlled by emotion’, additionally it shows that ‘we are not controlled by the past’.
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    She is simply using the anger to overpower her daughter with a loud voice, and thereby assert her opinions.
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    Don’t you see? In a word, anger is a tool that can be taken out as needed.
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    One day, a mother and daughter were quarrelling loudly. Then, suddenly, the telephone rang. ‘Hello?’ The mother picked up the receiver hurriedly, her voice still thick with anger. The caller was her daughter’s homeroom teacher. As soon as the mother realised who was phoning, the tone of her voice changed and she became very polite. Then, for the next five minutes or so, she carried on a conversation in her best telephone voice. Once she hung up, in a moment, her expression changed again and she went straight back to yelling at her daughter.
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