I found it amazing people can think that art must be connected to religion. Religion may give art themes, but there would still be art without religion. Bach is not proof that art exists.
When we hear the word ‘beauty’, we inevitably think that beauty belongs in a special elite realm where only the extraordinary dwells. Yet without realizing it, each day each one of us is visited by beauty. When you actually listen to people, it is surprising how often beauty is mentioned. A world without beauty would be unbearable.
The joyful heart sees and reads the world with a sense of freedom and graciousness.
We are fashioned not by our genes, but by our environment – by the family and socio-historic conditions in which we evolve.
Socialists find me too far left; Trotskyites not far enough; ecologists say I am too happy eating foie gras, defending nuclear energy and GM plants; feminists find I am not enough of a woman; anarchists a petit-bourgeois who has sold out because I believe in universal suffrage.
If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars.
By aiming for paradise, we lose sight of earth. Hope of a beyond and aspiration to an afterlife engender a sense of futility in the present. If the prospect of getting taken up to paradise generates joy, it is the mindless joy of a baby picked up from his crib.
Good friends won’t let you off the hook when you shouldn’t be let off the hook. You can let fall the masks we seem to need to survive in a cutthroat world. There is a value of truth that we typically don’t find in other parts of life.
Well, I know, after all, it is only juxtaposition, Juxtaposition, in short; and what is juxtaposition?
Racial distinctions should not play a role in sport.