“Så selvet er hverken vores psyke eller vores biologiske krop, ej heller summen af dem, men derimod det, at et menneske kan forholde sig til syntesen (eller forholdet) mellem dem. Selvet er altså det forhold ved os, at vi ikke blot har et forhold til vores psyke, krop eller verden i almindelighed, men kan forholde os til, hvordan vi forholder os til disse størrelser.”
“Your mind can see things which your eyes can never do.”
“Indeed, “Majority Rule” shapes the world: “That which is more will give form to the mold.” More evil than good, the world will be bad; more good than evil, the world will be rad. Hence, if we want to see a better world, we know what to do to get the right mold: “Outnumber the evil there among us; let surroundings be, with good deeds, awash.”
“Distance incubates intelligence.”
“This is the rare thing, Jon thought, one of the moments when you feel life snapping into place.”
“Even evil is just the fear of death. Our heroic projects that are aimed at destroying evil have the paradoxical effect of bringing more evil into the world. Human conflicts are life and death struggles—my gods against your gods, my immortality project against your immortality project. The root of humanly caused evil is not man’s animal nature, not territorial aggression, or innate selfishness, but our need to gain self-esteem, deny our mortality, and achieve a heroic self-image. Our desire for the best is the cause of the worst. We want to clean up the world, make it perfect, keep it safe for democracy or communism, purify it of the enemies of god, eliminate evil, establish an alabaster city undimmed by human tears, or a thousand year Reich. Our heroic projects that are aimed at destroying evil have the paradoxical effect of bringing more evil into the world. Human conflicts are life and death struggles—my gods against your gods, my immortality project against your immortality project. The root of humanly caused evil is not man’s animal nature, not territorial aggression, or innate selfishness, but our need to gain self-esteem, deny our mortality, and achieve a heroic self-image. Our desire for the best is the cause of the worst. We want to clean up the world, make it perfect, keep it safe for democracy or communism, purify it of the enemies of god, eliminate evil, establish an alabaster city undimmed by human tears, or a thousand year Reich.”
“Without a full understanding of the harm caused by war, it is impossible to understand the most profitable way of conducting it”
“Those who seek answers and those who answer most questions with conflict seldom get along.”
“Gravity holds the universe together. Beauty makes it float around.”
“Govorom se služimo zato da jedan drugoga razumijemo i da stječemo obavijesti o činjenicama; ako dakle tkogod kaže što nije, promašena je svrha, jer se ne može reći da ga razumijem; a ja ni izdaleka ne stječem obavijesti, nego me on ostavlja u gorem stanju nego neznanju, jer me zaveo da smatram crnim što je bijelo, i kratkim što je dugo.”
“Do not just stop on one spot for searching the science, otherwise you will find yourself behind everyone.”
“Shadows cross the walls of my heart like the vacant bedrooms of the city at noon. We’re reminded we’re alive and that within us is the whole of the human condition— the dark heavy pieces of an orchestra at rest.”
“They cut my arms off and told me to swim Now I’m sinking in the depths of an ocean thousands of miles from home It’s dark and my mind is getting hazy I wake up on an island, washed up on the shore This man stands over me and I ask him how I got here, out of the water “You swam,” he says Then he was gone Then I was gone Then I was home”
“Do not afraid from the path which you have to cross it, but prepare yourself well for it.”
“Be careful, because sometimes convenience is laced with poison”
“If the blind has a bit vision, will never seek for eyes.”
“Zlo je to vrijeme , reče crna pantera jedne večeri kad se zrak žario kao užarena peć, ali popravit će se ako uzmognemo dočekati kraj. Je li tvoj želudac pun, ljudsko mladunče? Želudac mi je pun, ali nemam koristi od toga. Što misliš, Bagira, jesu li kiše zaboravile na nas i zar neće nikad više doći? Ne mislim tako. Opet ćemo vidjeti mohvu gdje cvjeta i mladu srnčad masnu od svježe trave. Siđi na Pećinu mira da čuješ novosti! Skoči mi na leđa, mali brate. Nije sada vrijeme da se nosi teret. Još mogu stajati na nogama, ali uistinu… nas dvoje nismo nikako nalik na ugojene volove.”