We satisfy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds in the name of destiny and in the name of God.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on how people often use lofty concepts like destiny and God to rationalize their harmful actions and insatiable desires.
In this quote, Don Henley critiques the human tendency to pursue endless satisfaction of desires while justifying harmful actions through noble ideals such as destiny and divine will. This highlights a fundamental contradiction in human behavior, where intentions are masked by higher purposes, raising questions about morality and the genuine motivations behind our actions.
In practice
In a discussion about morality, this quote can be used to illustrate the dangers of justifying harmful actions.
No one in this country need go hungry, and alleviating the problem is primarily a matter of readjusting our priorities. In both the government and the private sector, self-interest has displaced the ideal of community that made this country great. The old world view of "us, we, our" has been replaced by "I, me, mine." The reasons for this are manifold and complex, but at the end of the day, we need to remember that, if one of us is suffering needlessly, all of us are diminished.
For every moment of joy Every hour of fear For every winding road that brought me here For every breath, for every day of living This is my Thanksgiving
We got the bubble headed bleached blonde comes on at five, She can tell you 'bout the plane crash with a gleam in her eye, It's interesting when people die give us dirty laundry...
What are these voices outside love's open door_x000D_ _x000D_ Make us throw off our contentment, and beg for something more?_x000D_ _x000D_ I'm learning to live without you now_x000D_ _x000D_ But I miss you sometimes_x000D_ _x000D_ The more I know, the less I understand_x000D_ _x000D_ All the things I thought I knew, I'm learning again
In real life as in grand opera, arias only make hopeless situations worse.
To attempt the destruction of our passions is the height of folly. What a noble aim is that of the zealot who tortures himself like a madman in order to desire nothing, love nothing, feel nothing, and who, if he succeeded, would end up a complete monster!
"I am the awareness that is aware that there is attachment." That's the beginning of the transformation of consciousness.
In the course of history, men come to see that iron necessity is neither iron nor necessary.
Who is there today who still cares about a well-finished death? No one. Even the rich, who could after all afford this luxury, are beginning to grow lazy and indifferent; the desire to have a death of one's own is becoming more and more rare. In a short time it will be as rare as a life of one's own.
All vital truth contains the memory of all that for which it is not true.
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