Source: Vision of the Future
Source: 1930s- 1950s, The Future of Industrial Man (1942), p. 115
VP Singh: Former prime minister of India who tried to improve the lot of his country's lower castes
Source: 1950s, Unpopular Essays (1950)
en.wikiquote.org - Bertrand Russell / Quotes / 1950s / Unpopular Essays (1950)
Source: Leading Without Power: Finding Hope in Serving Community
1963, Remarks Intended for Delivery to the Texas Democratic State Committee in the Municipal Auditorium in Austin
“There is neither spirit nor matter in the world; the stuff of the universe is spirit-matter.”
No other substance but this could produce the human molecule. I know very well that this idea of spirit-matter is regarded as a hybrid monster, a verbal exorcism of a duality which remains unresolved in its terms. But I remain convinced that the objections made to it arise from the mere fact that few people can make up their minds to abandon an old point of view and take the risk of a new idea. … Biologists or philosophers cannot conceive a biosphere or noosphere because they are unwilling to abandon a certain narrow conception of individuality. Nevertheless, the step must be taken. For in fact, pure spirituality is as unconceivable as pure materiality. Just as, in a sense, there is no geometrical point, but as many structurally different points as there are methods of deriving them from different figures, so every spirit derives its reality and nature from a particular type of universal synthesis.
A Sketch of a Personalistic Universe (1936)
“O heart, be at peace, because
Nor knave nor dolt can break
What's not for their applause”
Against Unworthy Praise http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1433/
The Green Helmet and Other Poems (1910)
Context: p>O heart, be at peace, because
Nor knave nor dolt can break
What's not for their applause
Being for a woman's sake.
Enough if the work has seemed,
So did she your strength renew,
A dream that a lion had dreamed
Till the wilderness cried aloud,
A secret between you two,
Between the proud and the proud.What, still you would have their praise!
But here's a haughtier text,
The labyrinth of her days
That her own strangeness perplexed;
And how what her dreaming gave
Earned slander, ingratitude,
From self-same dolt and knave;
Aye, and worse wrong than these.
Yet she, singing upon her road,
Half lion, half child, is at peace.</p
“We know perfectly well that neither love nor peace of mind can be bought with any currency.”
Source: Sculpting in Time (1986), p. 219
