Democracy passes into despotism.
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The most striking contradiction of our civilization is the fundamental reverence for truth which we profess and the thorough-going disregard for it which we practice.
Interpretation
This quote highlights the discrepancy between our proclaimed values and our actual behaviors regarding truth.
Vilhjalmur Stefansson's quote points out a significant irony in modern civilization: while society claims to hold truth in high esteem, individuals and institutions often behave in ways that contradict this professed reverence. It suggests that there is a widespread insincerity or hypocrisy in how we engage with truth, leading to a disconnect between our ideals and our actions.
In practice
In a speech about integrity at a corporate event.
Democracy passes into despotism.
We are part of a symbiotic relationship with something which disguises itself as an extra-terrestrial invasion so as not to alarm us.
I have now come to a stage of realization in which I see that God is walking in every human form and manifesting Himself alike through the sage and the sinner, the virtuous and the vicious. Therefore when I meet different people I say to myself, βGod in the form of the saint, God in the form of the sinner, God in the form of the righteous, God in the form of the unrighteous.
Is there not in every human soul a primitive spark, a divine element, incorruptible in this world and immortal in the next, which can be developed by goodness, kindled, lit up, and made to radiate, and which evil can never entirely extinguish.
I decided early in graduate school that I needed to do something about my moods. It quickly came down to a choice between seeing a psychiatrist or buying a horse. Since almost everyone I knew was seeing a psychiatrist, and since I had an absolute belief that I should be able to handle my own problems, I naturally bought a horse.
We're left with so little to go on. Only the present is full enough to seem complete, and even that is an optical illusion. The moment is bleeding off the page. We live on the precipice of our perceptions. At the edge of every living instant, the world shears away like a cliff of ice into the sea of what is forgotten.
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