an abeyance, at least temporary, of the pleasure principle, and therefore
a suppression of our half - the subjective half - of the equation
of sensuous beauty. On the other hand, that quest also promises a
more abstract pleasure: the pleasure of finding out; and ultimately
even the discovery of a more abstract beauty: the beauty to be found
in the symmetries of mathematics, for example, the orderliness beneath
the confusion of events, the elegance of a simple rule governing the
apparent randomness of experience, and a resultant feeling of serenity
that can be deeply reassuring. The search for truth may not have been
the same thing as the search for beauty, but it is a search for a
certain form of satisfaction, and it can result in as startling a
revelation: truth can fall on you out of nowhere, just like beauty;
it can sweep you
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up, cause sleepless nights, give direction to your life; the search
for truth can conquer your mind and soul and heart with a passion
as hot as any worldly love's.
The difference, of course, is that beauty is given
immediately: it exists in the feeling that it exists, whereas
truth has to be demonstrated, needs proving. Truth has to be taken
out of the moment of insight and made repeatable - "here, let me show
you again" - until its polish has been worn off, its aura dissipated,
and it can be handled unself-consciously and without wonder - until
its "beauty" has faded away.
We sometimes say that a solution to a particularly
hard problem is "brilliant" - it glows with a hard, warm light - it
is "beautiful."
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