Our own grandchildren may demonstrate that-sometimes- Gigantic is Beautiful.
Interpretation
Change can be beautiful and significant, even if it seems overwhelming.
In this quote, Arthur C. Clarke suggests that while gigantic changes or concepts may initially seem intimidating or daunting, they can ultimately reveal beauty and wonder. The mention of grandchildren hints at the evolution of perspectives across generations, implying that what might seem massive and overwhelming can also bring joy and admiration when viewed from a different angle.
In practice
A speaker at a family reunion might reference this quote while discussing how new technologies are transforming family interactions.
Nowhere in space will we rest our eyes upon the familiar shapes of trees and plants, or any of the animals that share our world. Whatsoever life we meet will be as strange and alien as the nightmare creatures of the ocean abyss, or of the insect empire whose horrors are normally hidden from us by their microscopic scale.
As our own species is in the process of proving, one cannot have superior science and inferior morals. The combination is unstable and self-destroying.
It has yet to be proven that intelligence has any survival value.
The best measure of a man's honesty isn't his income tax return. It's the zero adjust on his bathroom scale.
It was the mark of a barbarian to destroy something one could not understand.
My favorite definition of an intellectual: 'Someone who has been educated beyond his/her intelligence'.
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved.
If anyone tells you that a certain person speaks ill of you, do not make excuses about what is said of you but answer, "He was ignorant of my other faults, else he would not have mentioned these alone.
Someday, I have no doubt, the dead from today's wars will be seen with a similar sense of sorrow at needless loss and folly as those millions of men who lie in the cemeteries of France and Belgium - and tens of millions of Americans will feel a similar revulsion for the politicians and generals who were so spendthrift with others' lives.
No man means all he says, and yet very few say all they mean, for words are slippery and thought is viscous.
Why do we smile? Why do we laugh? Why do we feel alone? Why are we sad and confused? Why do we read poetry? Why do we cry when we see a painting? Why is there a riot in the heart when we love? Why do we feel shame? What is that thing in the pit of your stomach called desire?
I suffer whenever I see that common sight of a parent or senior imposing his opinion and way of thinking and being on a young soul to which they are totally unfit. Cannot we let people be themselves, and enjoy life in their own way? You are trying to make that man another you. One's enough.
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