"The explanations for the things we do in life are many and complex. Supposedly mature adults should live by logic, listen to their reason. Think things out before they act. But maybe they never heard what Dr. London told me one, Freud said that for the little things in life we should react according to our reason. But for really big decisions, we should heed what our unconscious tells us"
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Grown-up life, Segal suggests, is a performance of rationality that collapses right when it matters most. The passage starts by nodding to the civics-class ideal of adulthood: logic, reason, careful thought. Then it undercuts that ideal with a kind of conversational shrug: "But maybe they never heard..". The tone is important. Segal isn’t mounting a philosophical argument so much as staging a confession, one that smuggles authority in through anecdote (Dr. London, Freud) while admitting the messiness of actual choice.
The subtext is a defense of irrationality that wants to sound responsible. Notice the neat moral division: "little things" get reason; "really big decisions" get the unconscious. It flatters the reader twice. You can still be a sensible person in daily life, yet when love, marriage, vocation, or grief hits, your gut instincts become not a lapse but a deeper intelligence. Freud is invoked less as science than as permission: a cultural stamp that turns intuition into wisdom.
Contextually, this sits comfortably in Segal’s broader project as a novelist of romantic stakes, where feelings arrive like verdicts and characters rationalize after the fact. The line reads like a bridge between mid-century faith in psychology and late-20th-century self-help: you’re complex, your motives are layered, your "unconscious" is a legitimate co-author of your life. It works because it doesn’t deny logic; it simply demotes it to the minor leagues, leaving the big games to whatever is speaking beneath your speech.
The subtext is a defense of irrationality that wants to sound responsible. Notice the neat moral division: "little things" get reason; "really big decisions" get the unconscious. It flatters the reader twice. You can still be a sensible person in daily life, yet when love, marriage, vocation, or grief hits, your gut instincts become not a lapse but a deeper intelligence. Freud is invoked less as science than as permission: a cultural stamp that turns intuition into wisdom.
Contextually, this sits comfortably in Segal’s broader project as a novelist of romantic stakes, where feelings arrive like verdicts and characters rationalize after the fact. The line reads like a bridge between mid-century faith in psychology and late-20th-century self-help: you’re complex, your motives are layered, your "unconscious" is a legitimate co-author of your life. It works because it doesn’t deny logic; it simply demotes it to the minor leagues, leaving the big games to whatever is speaking beneath your speech.
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