Never to get lost is not to live, not to know how to get lost brings you to destruction.
Rebecca SolnitRead
EXPLORING the world is one of the best ways of exploring the mind, and walking travels both terrains.
Interpretation
Exploring the world can enhance self-discovery and understanding.
Rebecca Solnit suggests that exploring the physical world through travel can lead to profound insights about oneself and the mind. The act of walking serves as a metaphor for both physical and mental journeys, highlighting the interconnectedness of our external experiences and internal reflections.
In practice
In a motivational speech about personal growth, one might say: 'As Rebecca Solnit noted, exploring the world is crucial for exploring our minds.'
Never to get lost is not to live, not to know how to get lost brings you to destruction.
I still think the revolution is to make the world safe for poetry, meandering, for the frail and vulnerable, the rare and obscure, the impractical and local and small.
We have a real role in how our own collective lives, our nation, and our world and society turn out. Seizing those opportunities is important, and disasters are sometimes one of those opportunities.
If sorrow and beauty are all tied up together, then perhaps maturity brings with it not what Nabhan calls abstraction, but an aesthetic sense that partially redeems the losses time brings and finds beauty in the faraway.
The object we call a book is not the real book, but its potential, like a musical score or seed. It exists fully only in the act of being read; and its real home is inside the head of the reader, where the symphony resounds, the seed germinates. A book is a heart that only beats in the chest of another.
Cities have always offered anonymity, variety, and conjunction, qualities best basked in by walking: one does not have to go into the bakery or the fortune-teller's, only to know that one might. A city always contains more than any inhabitant can know, and a great city always makes the unknown and the possible spurs to the imagination.
No one really knows why they are alive until they know what they'd die for.
We assume, to begin with, that the individual is at least as complex in his internal structure as the language is which he speaks - otherwise, how could he speak a language which is complex?
Woe, woe, woe... in a little while we shall all be dead. Therefore let us behave as though we were dead already.
Man is above all else mind, consciousness -- that is, he is a product of history, not of nature.
What is government itself but the greatest of all reflections on human nature? If men were angels, no government would be necessary. If angels were to govern men, neither external nor internal controls on government would be necessary.
What antidote can there be for an idea that popular and poisonous? Revenge provides revenge, which is sure to provide revenge, forming an endless chain of human misery. Here's the antidote: Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. Amen.
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