A new generation dedicated more than the last to the fear of poverty and the worship of success; grown up to find all Gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken...
Interpretation
This quote reflects the disillusionment of a generation that prioritizes material success over spiritual or moral values.
F. Scott Fitzgerald's quote captures the existential crisis of a new generation that is deeply focused on the fear of poverty and the pursuit of success, only to discover a world devoid of spiritual guidance, faith, and meaningful convictions. This generation grapples with the stark reality of a society where traditional beliefs and values have eroded, leaving them feeling unmoored and questioning the purpose of their relentless striving for success in a seemingly indifferent universe.
In practice
In a discussion about the pressures young people face today, this quote can highlight the complexity of their motivations.
Don't be so anxious about it,' she laughed. 'I'm not used to being loved. I wouldn't know what to do; I never got the trick of it.' She looked down at him, shy and fatigued. 'So here we are. I told you years ago that I had the makings of Cinderella.' He took her hand; she drew it back instinctively and then replaced it in his. 'Beg your pardon. Not even used to being touched. But I'm not afraid of you, if you stay quiet and don't move suddenly.
The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function.
It was about then [1920] that I wrote a line which certain people will not let me forget: "She was a faded but still lovely woman of twenty-seven."
The words seemed to bite physically into Gatsby.
But you can love more than just one person, can't you?
A sudden gust of rain blew over them and then another - as if small liquid clouds were bouncing along the land. Lightning entered the sea far off and the air blew full of crackling thunder. The table cloths blew around the pillars. They blew and blew and blew. The flags twisted around the red chairs like live things, the banners were ragged, the corners of the table tore off through the burbling billowing ends of the cloths.
An artist has an obligation to tell the truth. [...] that the true horrors of human history derive not from orcs and Dark Lords, but from ourselves. We are the monsters. (And the heroes too). Each of us has within himself the capacity for great good, and great evil.
If two people agree, one of them is unnecessary.
Thou shalt not transgress the carrying capacity
Every man's path is for himself; let him accomplish his own desires that he may thus be able to rise above them to the eternal goal.
An open society calls itself open to improvement. It is based on the recognition that people have divergent views and interests, and that nobody is in possession of the ultimate truth.
May I not forget that poverty and riches are of the spirit. Though the world knows me not, may my thoughts and actions be such as will keep me friendly with myself.
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