With time on our hands due to Lockdowns and distance keeping that seem to becoming the norm it might be prudent to go back to read up on Alain de Botton. He is a very handy and easy philosopher to have on standby during pandemics. He is best known as the bestselling author of “How Proust can change your life”. While he is also accused and known as having dumbed down philosophy by the fanatically obsessed and competitive critics in the busy and very lucrative world of psychiatry, he is nonetheless of great comfort to millions of his followers.
What I found very helpful is his astute advice on how to give relationships a better chance of survival. While Botton and his words are no panacea for experiencing failure in love and how to better the chances of finding it, he does come up with good observations.
The Best Relationship Advice from Alain de Botton | Google Zeitgeist – YouTube
One of the most salient words he wrote were that we are inherently not suitable to find love/companionship until we are also imminently first able to live by ourselves and be content. To seek love to alleviate loneliness is not a good start and he advices to sort out first what is is that makes us feel lonely amidst a world of billions of people.
Here are some of what he says about ‘Why do we marry the wrong person’.
Quote” Anyone we might marry could, of course, be a little bit wrong for us. We don’t expect bliss every day. We know that perfection is not on the cards. Nevertheless, there are couples who display such deep-seated incompatibility, such heightened rage and disappointment, that we have to conclude that something else is at play beyond the normal scratchiness: they appear to have married the wrong person.
How do such errors happen, in our enlightened, knowledge-rich times? We can say straight off that they occur with appalling ease and regularity. Academic achievement and career success seem to provide no vaccines. Otherwise intelligent people daily and blithely make the move.
Given that it is about the single costliest mistake any of us can make (it places rather large burdens on the state, employers and the next generation too), there would seem to be few issues more important than that of marrying intelligently.
It’s all the more poignant that the reasons why people make the wrong choices are rather easy to lay out and unsurprising in their structure. We ruin our lives for reasons that can be summed up in an essay. They tend to fall into some of the following basic categories.
off alarm bells in any prospective partner. The question is just where the problems will lie: perhaps we have a latent tendency to get furious when someone disagrees with us, or we can only relax when we are working, or we’re a bit tricky around intimacy after sex, or we’ve never been so good at explaining what’s going on when we’re worried. It’s these sort of issues that – over decades – create catastrophes and that we therefore need to know about way ahead of time, in order to look out for people who are optimally designed to withstand them. A standard question on any early dinner date should be quite simply: ‘And how are you mad?’
Being single is so awful
One is never in a good frame of mind to choose a partner rationally when remaining single is unbearable. We have to be utterly at peace with the prospect of many years of solitude in order to have any chance of forming a good relationship. Or we’ll love no longer being single rather more than we love the partner who spared us being so.
Unfortunately, after a certain age, society makes singlehood dangerously unpleasant. Communal life starts to wither, couples are too threatened by the independence of the single to invite them around very often, one starts to feel a freak when going to the cinema alone. Sex is hard to come by as well. For all the new gadgets and supposed freedoms of modernity, it can be very hard to get laid – and expecting to do so regularly with new people is bound to end in disappointment after 30. Unquote

Tags: Alain d Botton, Covid, Zeitgeist
June 24, 2021 at 11:34 am |
Interesting post.
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June 26, 2021 at 6:35 am |
Yes, Alain de Botton gives us rather succinct insights that might be helpful in adding quality to our lives. Nothing is perfect he surmises, but we can aim to improve.
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June 25, 2021 at 10:41 pm |
Well, Gerard…it seems there is a dearth of commentry on this..such an important topic…especially in these, our “winter” days of life, where reflection seems more immediate than action…and in this ACTUAL winter, where the cold seeps into every nook and cranny of house and body, can I..at least..add a tuppence worth of my own “reflections by the heater” moments..:
Beautiful.
I sit here in front of the wood heater,
In my old age.
I sit here with nothing I need to do,
But remember my youth.
And this idle is beautiful.
I have no more need to build empires,
I built them..I lost them.
Houses, families, relationships.
I built them too..some remain true.
I owe no man.
So I just sit here in the warmth of the heater,
In companion with time,
And it is beautiful.
I can recall those moments of passion,
Making love to women in my youth,
Such wonderful women..
And it is beautiful..
Those memories..those women..those times.
I can sit here rebuilding those moments,
Touch by touch..moment by moment..Person by person.
And it is beautiful..
So beautiful..
This warmed, experienced old man can now tell you this ;
There is no greater thing in life’s offerings,
Than the look of want in the eyes of a loving woman.
And then to fulfil that want.
And it is beautiful.
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June 26, 2021 at 6:43 am |
Well put, Freefall.
I am somewhat jealous of your reminiscences of ‘looks of want in eyes of women’ even though I looked carefully. They were perhaps due to the lights being off, or my eyes closed or focused elsewhere.( hair or pillow)
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June 26, 2021 at 7:46 am
Ah, but Gerard..that “want” may be only a mug-full of a warm toddy by the fire in the evening..
“my pleasure, my love..” you say…
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June 26, 2021 at 8:14 am
Toddy for two recipe..: 1 pint red wine..4 whole cloves..1 quartered apple..1 quartered lemon..1 tablespoon honey….in small saucepan, bring to slow boil, strike match to light up evaporing alcohol until flame dies off…let cool slightly..serve….give condescending smile…
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June 27, 2021 at 2:11 am
Yes, that would be gluh wein. Very nice on a winter’s night near the open fire.
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June 26, 2021 at 1:21 am |
” . . . And it is beautiful.”
I agree, Joe, in my extremely advanced age I like to ‘sit there with nothing I need to do’. . .
“. . . it can be very hard to get laid – and expecting to do so regularly with new people is bound to end in disappointment after 30. . .”
Ha, ha , , , lol 🙂
Gerard, I think I need to familiarise myself a bit more with that Alain de Botton.
“We have to be utterly at peace with the prospect of many years of solitude in order to have any chance of forming a good relationship.”
“One is never in a good frame of mind to choose a partner rationally when remaining single is unbearable.”
How can it be unbearable? Being single, does not mean, I can’t have friends. But you are right, Gerard, after a certain age communal life starts to wither and “couples are too threatened by the independence of the single”. But I feel, this does that apply so much for a man or a woman once they have passed, let’s say 80? It is generally assumed that once you have reached this ‘certain’ age, you are going to remain single for the rest of your life. And I cannot see anything wrong with that. But you have to learn to love being single while keeping in touch with the community. To be in a loveless marriage is far worth than being single. A loveless marriage may very much restrict your freedoms, whereas being single you do have any freedoms you want. At a certain age you just have to learn to live satisfactorily with the restrictions that old age put on you.
At the end for all of us there is death. I read up on
AND, that means, ‘Allow Natural Death’.
My desire is to be allowed such a death . . .
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June 26, 2021 at 6:58 am |
Yes, Uta. I think Alain de Botton was saying that those that have lived solitary lives for a while are usually the best equipped to find a partner. They have more valid reasons than ‘just wanting to alleviate being alone’.
The first item on the agenda when considering a getting together with a partner ought to be the question; How mad are you and is my madness reasonably compatible with yours?
We are all imperfect and have our madnesses.
If my madness is oil and yours is water, perhaps we should not get together. Perhaps water and soil would be more compatible, if you get my drift?
Anyway, we are all trying to make the best of the situation. My love, Annette just went home because of all the stresses of Covid. Am now thinking of moving closer together.
It’s not easy but I could live another ten years and have lots of happiness with Annette.
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June 26, 2021 at 8:49 pm
Ten years of happiness, yes this is very positive thinking. Go for it! I wish you and Annette all the Best! 🙂
Would you say your ‘madness’ is oil and what would you say is compatible with oil?
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June 27, 2021 at 2:14 am
Yes, I am not sure about my madness. Probably at times a lack of patience. Don’t know about oil, more likely rust.
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June 27, 2021 at 3:08 am
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June 26, 2021 at 7:35 am |
This is very interesting, Gerard. Thank you for sharing it! Great wisdom from Alain de Botton. His words are helpful and encouraging.
(((HUGS))) 🙂
PS…I wish you and Annette all the BESTEST! ❤ 🙂
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June 27, 2021 at 2:17 am |
Yes, his books are very readable in simple language and so direct.
Covid is getting a grip again in Sydney and renewing in strength and virulence.
Difficult times!
Thank you for your kind wishes.
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June 28, 2021 at 10:49 pm |
The problem that evolves with “splended solitude” is that one developes social habits aligned with that solitude….the seeking of quiet cafes and eateries…going to the theatre on certain nights when the crowd is low…the taking up of streaming channels on the tele’ for night’s home entertainment etc..and this can go on for too many years so that the habit becomes entrenched and to even have company can seem a annoying intrusion…and so are avoided..so that personal relationships could be more a hinderance to one’s comfort rather than a help…Does anyone remember that film..: “The Remains of the Day”?
It’s all a bit risky…but hey…even the cover of an old slipper is better than barefoot on cold, hard ground.
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June 29, 2021 at 1:46 am |
Jo, thanks for mentioning “The Remains of the Day”. I searched the internet and found this very interesting essay:
View at Medium.com
The “Hollow” ‘I’ in Kazuo Ishiguro’s “The Remains of the Day”
Malinee Kaewnetr
Nov 1, 2020 · 6 min read
This is what it says in conclusion:
“In conclusion, the two versions of “The Remains of the Day,” the novel and the movie are equally good. The novel version describes best the unreliability of ‘I’ because we, the readers can delve deep into his psyche. We see the naïveté and the misconception of Mr. Stevens. While the movie version capitalizes on the film language. The beauty of the scenery, the formality of the dialogue and the butler’s rigid manner intensify the author’s satire and hit home his message. I enjoy both versions very much, especially, the superb performance of Anthony Hopkins as Mr. Stevens.
You can’t end this essay without talking about the title of the novel/movie. It is quite appropriate. It can equally mean the rest of Mr. Stevens’s life as a butler or it can mean Mr. Stevens’s life as a left-over of the good old life.
Mr. Stevens’s life is a missed opportunity, a wasted potential. Even his love is an unrequited one. This is an example of an unreliable character who narrates the saddest story ever told.”
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June 29, 2021 at 6:08 am |
A great story and magnificently told and filmed. I watched it a few days ago on Netflix.
What a bonus this Netflix is to those that have time. And having time is what the elderly have in abundance. One thing I find rather fascinating is the fact that knitting can be so soothing and calming of the restless mind, much better than Panadol.
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