Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
William BlakeRead
When I tell the truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those that do.
Interpretation
Truth-telling is not about persuading skeptics but about supporting those who recognize the truth.
This quote by William Blake highlights the importance of speaking the truth not as a means to convince the unconvinced, but rather as an act of support for those who already understand and recognize the truth. It underscores the notion that truth has its own intrinsic value and serves to protect and uplift those who are already aware of it, rather than merely seeking to convert those who doubt it.
In practice
During a debate on ethics, one could refer to this quote to emphasize the duty to uphold truth.
Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
O thou who passest through our valleys in Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat That flames from their large nostrils! Thou, O Summer, Oft pitchest here thy golden tent, and oft Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we beheld With joy thy ruddy limbs and flourishing hair.
Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born. Every Morn and every Night Some are born to Sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night.
As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys.
He who would do good to another must do it in minute particulars.
There are no prescriptive solutions, no grand designs for grand problems. Life's solutions lie in the minute particulars involving more and more individual people daring to create their own life and art, daring to listen to the voice within their deepest, original nature, and deeper still, the voice within the earth.
I realize that in this undertaking I place myself in a certain opposition to views widely held concerning the mathematical infinite and to opinions frequently defended on the nature of numbers.
And fantasy it was, for we were not strong, only aggressive; we were not free, merely licensed; we were not compassionate, we were polite; not good, but well behaved. We courted death in order to call ourselves brave, and hid like thieves from life. We substituted good grammar for intellect; we switched habits to simulate maturity; we rearranged lies and called it truth, seeing in the new pattern of an old idea the Revelation and the Word.
The American dream is a crock. Stop wanting everything. Everyone should wear jeans and have three T-shirts, eat rice and beans.
You, boy, who owe everything to a name
It is true we have won all our wars, but we have paid for them. We don't want victories anymore.
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