As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
William ShakespeareRead
And simple truth miscalled simplicity
Interpretation
Simplicity can often be misunderstood as a lack of depth or complexity.
This quote suggests that what is often perceived as simple can hide deeper truths and complexities that are not immediately evident. It invites the reader to consider that true wisdom and understanding might be found in the nuanced and less obvious interpretations of concepts, rather than in surface-level simplicities.
In practice
During a lecture on complex ideas, one might use this quote to emphasize the importance of exploring the depth in seemingly simple concepts.
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
You know, of course, that the Tasmanians, who never committed adultery, are now extinct.
Rationalism belongs to the cool observer. But because of the stupidity of the average person, they follow not reason, but faith. This naΓ―ve faith, requires necessary illusions and emotionally potent oversimplifications, which are provided by the myth maker to keep the ordinary person on course.
Most people know no other way of judging men's worth but by the vogue they are in, or the fortunes they have met with.
In the next few years the struggle will not be between utopia and reality, but between different utopias, each trying to impose itself on reality ... we can no longer hope to save everything, but ... we can at least try to save lives, so that some kind of future, if perhaps not the ideal one, will remain possible.
I repeat Sturgeon's Revelation, which was wrung out of me after twenty years of wearying defense of science fiction against attacks of people who used the worst examples of the field for ammunition, and whose conclusion was that ninety percent of it is crud.
Go, speed the stars of Thought On to their shining goals; - The sower scatters broad his seed, The wheat thou strew'st be souls.
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