“All I can hope to teach my son is to tell the truth and fear no man.”
Edward R. Murrow (1908–1965) Television journalist
Speech to his staff (1954)
Nobel Prize autobiography (1998)
“All I can hope to teach my son is to tell the truth and fear no man.”
Edward R. Murrow (1908–1965) Television journalist
Speech to his staff (1954)
Johann Gottlieb Fichte book The Vocation of Man
Jane Sinnett, trans 1846 p. 77
The Vocation of Man (1800), Faith
Barack Obama (1961) 44th President of the United States of America
2016, United Nations Address (September 2016)
“When I listen to love, I am listening to my true nature.”
Julia Cameron (1948) American writer
Blessings (1998)
Context: When I listen to love, I am listening to my true nature. When I express love, I am expressing my true nature. All of us love. All of us do it more and more perfectly. The past has brought us both ashes and diamonds. In the present we find the flowers of what we've planted and the seeds of what we are becoming. I plant the seeds of love in my heart. I plant the seeds of love in the hearts of others.
Raymond Carver book What We Talk About When We Talk About Love
Source: What We Talk About When We Talk About Love (1981)
Cat Stevens (1948) British singer-songwriter
On producing new music, after shunning the music business for over two decades, as quoted in "The Billboard Q and A: Yusuf Islam" by Nigel Williamson, in Billboard Magazine (17 November 2006)
Lev Shestov (1866–1938) Russian theologian
But philosophy has always been, and will always be, a fight with and a conquest of self-evident truths; philosophy is not looking for any "natural necessity", it sees in naturalness and in necessity alike an evil magic, which, if one cannot quite shake it off (for in this no mortal has ever yet succeeded), yet one must at least call by its right name; and even this is an important step! p. 342
Source: In Job's Balances: on the sources of the eternal truths, Words That Are Swallowed Up - Plotinus's Ecstasies
“I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.”
John Keats (1795–1821) English Romantic poet