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You can close your eyes to reality, but not to memories.
You can close your eyes to reality, but not to memories.
Nature does not loathe virtue: it is unaware of its existence. - A Letter to Myself.
Nature does not loathe virtue: it is unaware of its existence. - A Letter to Myself.
Half the work that is done in this world is to make things appear what they are not.
Half the work that is done in this world is to make things appear what they are not.
What difference is there, do you think, between those in Plato's cave who can only marvel at the shadows and read more
What difference is there, do you think, between those in Plato's cave who can only marvel at the shadows and images of various objects, provided they are content and don't know what they miss, and the philosopher who has emerged from the cave and sees the real things?
The weak have one weapon: the errors of those who think they are strong.
The weak have one weapon: the errors of those who think they are strong.
Sometimes I go about in pity for myself, and all the while a great wind is bearing me across the read more
Sometimes I go about in pity for myself, and all the while a great wind is bearing me across the sky.
All of us are watchers -- of television, of time clocks, of traffic on the freeway -- but few are read more
All of us are watchers -- of television, of time clocks, of traffic on the freeway -- but few are observers. Everyone is looking, not many are seeing.
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
Pity is treason.
Pity is treason.