As to the gods, I have no means of knowing either that they exist or do not exist.
ProtagorasRead
Everyone, including the Athenians [...] are right to accept advice from anyone, since it is incumbent on everyone to share in that sort of excellence, or else there can be no city at all.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the importance of shared wisdom and collaboration for the betterment of society.
In this quote by Protagoras, the philosopher argues that the pursuit of excellence and wisdom is a communal responsibility. He asserts that everyone has a role in contributing to the collective knowledge of a society, as without this shared endeavor, the very fabric of the city, or community, would start to unravel. It highlights the significance of openness to advice and the necessity of mutual support in achieving common goals.
In practice
During a community meeting, one might quote this to encourage everyone to contribute their ideas.
As to the gods, I have no means of knowing either that they exist or do not exist.
As to gods, I have no way of knowing either that they exist or do not exist, or what they are like.
Concerning the gods, I have no means of knowing either that they exist or that they do not exist, nor what sort of form they may have; there are many reasons why knowledge on this subject is not possible, owing to the lack of evidence and the shortness of human life.
Many things prevent knowledge, including the obscurity of the subject and the brevity of human life
There never can have been, and never can be, and there never shall be any sin without pride.
This [a state militia system] appears to me the only substitute that can be devised for a standing army, and the best possible security against it, if it should exist.
Nothing is easier than to admit in words the truth of the universal struggle for life, or more difficult - at least I have found it so - than constantly to bear this conclusion in mind...We behold the face of nature bright with gladness...We do not see, or we forget, that the birds which are idly singing round us mostly live on insects and seeds, and are thus constantly destroying life.
History is a novel for which the people is the author.
But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
And there you are on the shore, fitful and thoughtful, trying to attach them to an idea — some news of your own life. But the lilies are slippery and wild—they are devoid of meaning, they are simply doing, from the deepest spurs of their being, what they are impelled to do every summer. And so, dear sorrow, are you.
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