It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.
Ursula K. Le GuinRead
To be whole is to be part;_x000D_ true voyage is return.
Interpretation
Being complete involves embracing connections with others, and true journeys often lead us back to ourselves.
Ursula K. Le Guin's quote reflects on the interconnectedness of existence, suggesting that to feel complete (or 'whole'), one must recognize the importance of being part of a larger community. Moreover, the idea that 'true voyage is return' emphasizes the notion that meaningful experiences often lead us back to deeper self-understanding and appreciation of where we come from.
In practice
In a speech about the importance of community, one might say this quote to illustrate the interconnectedness of human experience.
It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.
In reading a novel, any novel, we have to know perfectly well that the whole thing is nonsense, and then, while reading, believe every word of it. Finally, when we're done with it, we may find - if it's a good novel - that we're a bit different from what we were before we read it, that we have changed a little... But it's very hard to say just what we learned, how we were changed.
Reason is a faculty far larger than mere objective force. When either the political or the scientific discourse announces itself as the voice of reason, it is playing God, and should be spanked and stood in the corner.
The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.
We read books to find out who we are. What other people, real or imaginary, do and think and feel... is an essential guide to our understanding of what we ourselves are and may become.
When he found that the administrators were upset, he laughed. βDo they expect students not to be anarchists?β he said. βWhat else can the young be? When you are on the bottom, you must organize from the bottom up
The modern pantheist not only sees the god in everything, he takes photographs of it.
Because neither she nor Port had ever lived a life of any kind of regularity, they had both made the fatal error of coming hazily to regard time as non-existent. One year was like another year. Eventually everything would happen.
The world is split between those who do not sleep because they are hungry and those who do not sleep because they are afraid of those who are hungry.
More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.
I want to gesture toward a poetry of ourselves and others under the conditions of twenty-first-century absolutism, making us dimensional in a time when the human concrete is continually erased by state and religious violence and by disingenuous jargon serving state power.
In a Wonderland they lie, Dreaming as the days go by, Dreaming as the summers die: Ever drifting down the stream- Lingering in the golden gleam- Life, what is it but a dream?
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