What we want is to see the child in pursuit of knowledge, and not knowledge in pursuit of the child.
George Bernard ShawRead
Captain Shotover: How much does your soul eat? Ellie: Oh, a lot. It eats music and pictures and books and mountains and lakes and beautiful things to wear and nice people to be with.
Interpretation
This quote highlights the importance of nourishing the soul with beauty, art, and meaningful relationships.
In this exchange, Captain Shotover and Ellie discuss the idea that the soul thrives on experiences and beauty. Ellie lists various aspects of life that feed her soul—music, art, nature, and relationships—implying that a fulfilling life involves appreciating and engaging with the world around us. It suggests that our inner well-being is deeply influenced by the beauty and goodness we allow into our lives.
In practice
In a motivational speech about the importance of creativity.
What we want is to see the child in pursuit of knowledge, and not knowledge in pursuit of the child.
Marriage is good enough for the lower classes: they have facilities for desertion that are denied to us.
Forgive him, for he believes that the customs of his tribe are the laws of nature!
Those who talk most about the blessings of marriage and the constancy of its vows are the very people who declare that if the chain were broken and the prisoners left free to choose, the whole social fabric would fly asunder. You cannot have the argument both ways. If the prisoner is happy, why lock him in? If he is not, why pretend that he is?
Treat a friend as a person who may someday become your enemy; an enemy as a person who may someday become your friend.
The happiness of credulity is a cheap and dangerous quality.
Conscientious people are apt to see their duty in that which is the most painful course.
How lucky Adam was. He knew when he said a good thing, nobody had said it before.
Growth is limited by that necessity which is present in the least amount.
I wish grace and healing were more abracadabra kind of things. Also, that delicate silver bells would ring to announce grace's arrival. But no, it's clog and slog and scootch, on the floor, in the silence, in the dark.
Never complain and never explain.
Organize, agitate, educate, must be our war cry.
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