
Source: The Art of War, Chapter VIII · Variations and Adaptability
Hindu Politics, p. 26
Source: The Art of War, Chapter VIII · Variations and Adaptability
1950s, What Desires Are Politically Important? (1950)
Context: We love those who hate our enemies, and if we had no enemies there would be very few people whom we should love.
All this, however, is only true so long as we are concerned solely with attitudes towards other human beings. You might regard the soil as your enemy because it yields reluctantly a niggardly subsistence. You might regard Mother Nature in general as your enemy, and envisage human life as a struggle to get the better of Mother Nature. If men viewed life in this way, cooperation of the whole human race would become easy. And men could easily be brought to view life in this way if schools, newspapers, and politicians devoted themselves to this end. But schools are out to teach patriotism; newspapers are out to stir up excitement; and politicians are out to get re-elected. None of the three, therefore, can do anything towards saving the human race from reciprocal suicide.
Interview at rediff.com (17 January 2000) http://www.rediff.com/news/2001/jan/17inter.htm.
“We cannot love our own people unless we hate those who consciously destroy our kind.”
Race to Extinction
Focus Fourteen
On his job as the curator of Global Citizen Festival. source http://www.rollingstone.com/music/music-news/chris-martin-will-curate-global-citizen-festival-for-next-15-years-164240/
Interview with Evelyn Rich (March 1985)
2000s, 2000, "Hostility Of America to Religion" (2000)
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The Crosswicks Journal, A Circle of Quiet (1972)
Context: My husband is my most ruthless critic. … Sometimes he will say, "It's been said better before." Of course. It's all been said better before. If I thought I had to say it better than anyone else, I'd never start. Better or worse is immaterial. The thing is that it has to be said; by me; ontologically. We each have to say it, to say it in our own way. Not of our own will, but as it comes through us. Good or bad, great or little: that isn't what human creation is about. It is that we have to try; to put it down in pigment, or words, or musical notations, or we die.