To his dog, every man is Napoleon; hence the constant popularity of dogs.
Aldous HuxleyRead
Compared with that of Taoists and Far Eastern Buddhists, the Christian attitude toward Nature has been curiously insensitive and often downright domineering and violent. Taking their cue from an unfortunate remark in Genesis, Catholic moralists have regarded animals as mere things which men do right to regard for their own ends. . . .
Interpretation
This quote critiques the Christian perspective on nature, highlighting its insensitivity compared to Eastern philosophies.
Aldous Huxley discusses how the Christian view of nature tends to be exploitative, contrasting it with the more harmonious relationship that Taoists and Far Eastern Buddhists have with the natural world. He points out that the Christian doctrine, influenced by Genesis, often devalues animals and nature, treating them as resources for human use rather than as integral parts of a delicate ecosystem deserving respect and care.
In practice
In an environmental conference discussing the ethical treatment of nature.
To his dog, every man is Napoleon; hence the constant popularity of dogs.
Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.
In the course of history many more people have died for their drink and their dope than have died for their religion or their country.
On no account brood over your wrongdoing. Rolling in the muck is not the best way of getting clean.
No man ever dared to manifest his boredom so insolently as does a Siamese tomcat when he yawns in the face of his amorously importunate wife.
The leech's kiss, the squid's embrace, The prurient ape's defiling touch: And do you like the human race? No, not much.
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If your religion doesn't respect the rights of other religions, it is lacking something.
For heroes have the whole earth for their tomb; and in lands far from their own, where the column with its epitaph declares it, there is enshrined in every breast a record unwritten with no tablet to preserve it, except that of the heart.
Uncertain as I was as I pushed forward, I felt right in my pushing, as if the effort itself meant something. That perhaps being amidst the undesecrated beauty of the wilderness meant I too could be undesecrated, regardless of the regrettable things I'd done to others or myself or the regrettable things that had been done to me. Of all the things I'd been skeptical about, I didn't feel skeptical about this: the wilderness had a clarity that included me.
The Postmodernists' tyranny wears people down by boredom and semi-literate prose.
As the skies appear to a man, so is his mind. Some see only clouds there; some, prodigies and portents; some rarely look up at all; their heads, like the brutes,' are directed toward Earth. Some behold there serenity, purity, beauty ineffable. The world runs to see the panorama, when there is a panorama in the sky which few go to see.
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