Nor is this a mere invitation to whimsicality and eccentricity. These
epithets, in our daily life, are somewhat loosely used for all sorts
of behavior ranging from nonconformity to pure freakishness. If we
really had more original, unspoiled people in the world, we should
not use these terms so frequently. If we really had more people who
were satisfying their healthy desires, and living the life that
their whole inner conscience told them was best, we should not find
eccentric or queer the self-sustaining men and women who live without
regard to prejudice. And all real whimsicality is a result rather of
the thwarting of individuality than of letting it run riot. It is
when persons of strong personality are subjected to pressures heavier
than they can bear that we get real outbursts of eccentricity. For
something unnatural has occurred, a spontaneous flow and progress has
been checked. Your eccentric man par excellence is your perfectly
conventional man, who never offends in the slightest way by any
original action or thought. For he has yielded to every variety of
pressure that has been brought to bear upon him, and his original
nature has been completely obscured. The pressures have been, however,
uniform on every side, so that they have seemingly canceled each other.
But this equilibrium simply conceals the forces that have crushed
him. The conventional person is, therefore, not the most natural
but the most unnatural of persons. His harmlessness is a proof of
his tremendous eccentricity. He has been rubbed down smooth on all
sides like a rock until he has dropped noiselessly into his place in
society. But at what a cost does he obtain this peace! At the cost of
depersonalizing himself, and sacrificing his very nature, which, as in
every normal person, is precious and worthy of permanence and growth.
This treason to one’s self is perhaps the greatest mistake of youth,
the one unpardonable sin. It is worse than sowing one’s wild oats,
for they are reaped and justice is done; or casting one’s bread upon
the waters, for that returneth after many days. But this sin is the
throwing away in willfulness or carelessness the priceless jewel of
self-hood, and with no return, either of recompense or punishment.
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