Whether one can, even with oneself, be perfectly open and not take fright at the whole truth.
But there are other things which a man is afraid to tell even to himself.
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And yet I think man will never renounce real suffering, that is, destruction and chaos. Why, suffering is the sole origin of consciousness. Though I did lay it down at the beginning that consciousness is the greatest misfortune for man, yet I know man prizes it and would not give it up for any satisfaction. Consciousness, for instance, is infinitely superior to twice two makes four. Once you have mathematical certainty there is nothing left to do or to understand.
Man is sometimes extraordinarily, passionately, in love with suffering.
Perhaps he only loves building it and does not want to live in it, but will leave it, when completed.
The road almost always does lead somewhere, and that the destination it leads to is less important than the process of making it.