But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
Lord ByronRead
I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.
Interpretation
Byron expresses a complex relationship with faith and damnation, suggesting that the concept of being damned can be appealing in itself.
In this quote, Lord Byron reflects on the tension between belief and disbelief, highlighting how the very notion of potential damnation can provide a certain thrill or allure. It underscores the paradox of faith, where even the idea of being condemned carries a form of intrigue, revealing the complexity of human psychology towards religion and existential thought.
In practice
This quote can be used in a discussion about the nature of belief and its psychological implications.
But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
It is the lava of the imagination whose eruption prevents an earthquake.
For what were all these country patriots born? To hunt, and vote, and raise the price of corn?
Absence - that common cure of love.
Her great merit is finding out mine; there is nothing so amiable as discernment.
But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
Beware of the words "internal security," for they are the eternal cry of the oppressor.
We have this idea in our minds that there's this separation of church and state in America, which I think is a good thing. And we extend that to our politics - not just church and state, but it's also there's a separation of religion and politics. But of course there isn't.
Democracy doesn't recognize east or west; democracy is simply people's will. Therefore, I do not acknowledge that there are various models of democracy; there is just democracy itself.
While religious tolerance is surely better than religious war, tolerance is not without its liabilities. Our fear of provoking religious hatred has rendered us incapable of criticizing ideas that are now patently absurd and increasingly maladaptive.
For the butterfly, mating and propagation involve the sacrifice of life, for the human being, the sacrifice of beauty.
Mind is the absence of meditation. The moment meditation arises in you, mind is found nowhere.
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