Good economics is good politics.
Paul KeatingRead
Truth is, of its essence, liberating, as it is possessed of no contrivance or conceit - that it provides the only genuine basis for progress and that the future can only be found in truth.
Interpretation
Truth is essential for freedom and progress.
In this quote, Paul Keating emphasizes the liberating power of truth, suggesting that it is unencumbered by deceit or pretense. He argues that recognizing and embracing truth forms the foundation for genuine progress, implying that the future depends on our commitment to honesty and authenticity.
In practice
In a speech about integrity, this quote underscores the importance of truth in leadership.
Good economics is good politics.
We took the traditional lands and smashed the traditional way of life. We brought the diseases and the alcohol. We committed the murders. We took the children from their mothers. We practised discrimination and exclusion. It was our ignorance and our prejudice. And our failure to imagine that these things could be done to us.
The only reward in a public life is public progress. You stand back and say, 'What did I get out of it?' You look around, and the place is better, and that's it.
The more we view the country through the prism of Aboriginality, the more likely we are to get the angle right.
What the Anzac legend did do, by the bravery and sacrifice of our troops, was reinforce our own cultural notions of independence, mateship, and ingenuity. Of resilience and courage in adversity.
Enlightenment is understanding that there is nowhere to go, nothing to do, and nobody you have to be except exactly who you're being right now.
The future belongs to those who learn more skills and combine them in creative ways.
God rarely allows a person to see how great a blessing he is to others.
Simplicity is about subtracting the obvious and adding the meaningful.
There is no point in apportioning blame. What is done, is done.
One is seduced and battered in turn. The result is presumably wisdom. Wisdom! We are clinging to life like lizards. Why is it so difficult to assemble those things that really matter in life and to dwell among them only? I am referring to certain landscapes, persons, beasts, books, rooms, meteorological conditions, fruits. In fact, I insist on it. A letter is like a poem, it leaps into life and shows very clearly the marks, perhaps I should say thumbprints, of an unwilling or unready composer.
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