What happens at all levels of human relationships also happens in the sphere of individual life as long as man violates the intimate recesses of something or someone that something or someone ceases to exercise attraction and the fascination that previously exerted. Before, there was the fascination of curiosity, and after the discovery and knowledge, the magic of fascination ceases to exist.
Far more fascinating is to guess than to know.
We are more interested in what we obscurely perceive than what we see clearly.
The “mystery” factor generates admiration, and without admiration, there is nothing attractive.
A man who is incapable of wonder at anything is a man who has been distorted, lacks originality, tasteless, and a human community made of these kinds of men would be the most tedious and unbearable thing.
The ultimate fascination lies in the mystery, in the abysses, in the darkness, in the unknown.
Even in the purely physical world, there is no real enchantment without mystery; a landscape where there are unknown corners, shadows, darkness, chasms, forests, mountains, seas or any other factors that make a man guess more obscurely than what can be seen clearly - this landscape is not interesting for those who still retain the natural sense of fascination.
That is why in this respect, man must be like children, for whom everything is mysterious, fascinating, miraculous... because it is unknown. The child does not want to know why fairies, dwarves, elves, Santa Claus, elementals and other products of the imagination do this or that; who they are, where they come from, where they go - the child delights in the miraculous and mysterious of the incognito world.
In the context of adults, the fully violated human soul is no longer interesting; moreover, it is a kind of sacrilege to demand that a person, no matter how intimate it is, open the secret doors of its inner sanctuary widely and without any discretion, to place on the table the intimate letters of its human personality – this would be a sort of rape and compulsory prostitution.
Some people live together and consider themselves the owners of the other marital part, rather than considering it as a friend and ally; they ignore that any human being, before being male or female, is a personality, and absolutely no intimacy should eclipse the human personality. Where there is at least a remnant of personal incognito, a minimum of surrender, conjugal love is on the eve of dismay, or even of true contempt and hatred. The mystery is the necessary basis for esteem and reverence, without which all love is trivial and void. The mystery is a kind of “chastity”, a “pudency” indispensable for love, beauty, and happiness to blossom more and more.
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