My book club read Dr. Zhivago last month, and I’ve been thinking about this Yuri Zhivago quote ever since:
“As he scribbled his odds and ends, he made a note reaffirming his belief that art always serves beauty, and beauty is delight in form, and form is the key to organic life, since no living thing can exist without it, so that every work of art, including tragedy, expresses the joy of existence. And his own ideas and notes also brought him joy, a tragic joy, a joy full of tears that exhausted him and made his head ache.”
Does every work of art, including tragedy, express the joy of existence? I’d say yes. I’m curious what you think.