Socrate considÃ©rait que c'est un mal qui n'est pas loin de la folie, de s'imaginer que l'on possÃ¨de une vertu, alors qu'on ne la possÃ¨de pas. Certes, une pareille illusion est plus dangereuse que l'illusion contraire qui consiste ? croire que l'on souffre d'un dÃ©faut, d'un vice.DeuxiÃ¨me ConsidÃ©ration intempestive, ch. 6
Was I insane? Maybe. But then, there were many different kinds of insanity. Aunt Rose had always taken for granted that the whole world was in a state of constantly fluctuating madness, and that a neurosis was not an illness, but a fact of life, like pimples. Some have more, some have less, but only truly abnormal people have none at all. This commonsense philosophy had consoled me many times before, and it did now, too.