And enough for me that when my hand touched your shoulder, you leaned on me; and when you felt me slip away, you called my name.
Orson Scott CardRead
Good people can't out-think evil, cause evil thinks of things good folks can't think of.
Interpretation
Good people struggle to comprehend the complexity of evil behavior and intentions.
This quote from Orson Scott Card highlights the idea that those with good intentions often cannot fathom the depths of malevolence and the cunning strategies that evil people employ. It suggests a fundamental difference in thought processes between good and evil, where the innocence and morality of good people may limit their ability to predict or understand the actions of those who operate without such ethical boundaries.
In practice
In a discussion about ethical dilemmas in a philosophy class.
And enough for me that when my hand touched your shoulder, you leaned on me; and when you felt me slip away, you called my name.
The world is always a democracy in times of flux, and the man with the best voice will win.
Never mind that the story had turned out to be lies and foolishness—there was always folks stupid enough to say, Where there's smoke there's fire, when the saying should have been, Where there's scandalous lies there's always malicious believers and spreaders-around, regardless of evidence.
The lives of all people flow through time, and, regardless of how brutal one moment may be, how filled with grief or pain or fear, time flows through all lives equally.
You take a step, then another. That's the journey. But to take a step with your eyes open is not a journey at all, it's a remaking of your own mind.
I've had your tears with mine, and you've had mine with yours. I think that's more intimate even than a kiss.
There never comes a point where a theory can be said to be true. The most that one can claim for any theory is that it has shared the successes of all its rivals and that it has passed at least one test which they have failed.
Rivers and mountains are beautiful and made heroes bow and compete to catch the girl- lovely earth. Yet the emperors Shih Huang and Wu Ti were barely able to write. The first emperors of the Tang and Sung dynasties were crude. Genghis Khan, man of his epoch and favored by heaven, knew only how to hunt the great eagle. They are all gone. Only today are we men of feeling.
My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?
The sun too penetrates into privies, but is not polluted by them.
The length of a man's outspread arms is equal to his height.
Anti-democracy...is a virus that exists, and pro-democracy is the antibody to that virus, and I think we have to become vigilant, and we have to stay on top of the issues of democracy and freedom.
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