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Introduction On the Uses of Philosophy
THERE IS A PLEASURE in philosophy, and a lure even in the mirages of metaphysics, which every student feels until the coarse necessities of physical existence drag him from the heights of thought into the mart of economic strife and gain.
Most of us have known some golden days in the June of life when philosophy was in fact what Plato calls it," that dear delight"; when the love of a modestly elusive Truth seemed more glorious, imcomparably, than the lust of the ways of the flesh and the dross of the world.
And there is always some wistful remnent in us of that early wooing of wisdom.
"Life has meaning," we feel with Browning--"to find its meaning is my meat and drink."
So much of our lives is meaningless, a self-cancelling vacillation and futility; we strive with the chaos about us and within; but we would believe all the while that there is something vital and significant in us, could we but decipher our own souls.
We want to understand; "life means for us constantly to transform into light and flame all that we are or meet with"; we are like Mitya in The Brothers Karamazov—"one of those who don't want millions, but an answer to their questions"; we want to seize the value and perspective of passing things, and so to pull ourselves up out of the maelstrom of daily circumstance.
We want to know that the little things are little, and the big things big, before it is too late.
