If one harbours anywhere in one's mind a nationalistic loyalty or hatred, certain facts, although in a sense known to be true, are inadmissible.
George OrwellRead
As I write, highly civilized human beings are flying overhead, trying to kill me.
Interpretation
This quote highlights the irony of advanced civilization coexisting with violence and war.
George Orwell's quote reflects the stark contrast between human technological advancement and the moral failings exhibited through acts of violence and war. It emphasizes the absurdity of a 'civilized' society where humanity resorts to killing, prompting a deeper reflection on the true nature of civilization and moral progress.
In practice
In a speech about peace, one might use this quote to highlight the contradictions of modern warfare.
If one harbours anywhere in one's mind a nationalistic loyalty or hatred, certain facts, although in a sense known to be true, are inadmissible.
The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.
Political writing in our time consists almost entirely of prefabricated phrases bolted together like the pieces of a child's Meccano set. It is the unavoidable result of self-censorship. To write in plain, vigorous language one has to think fearlessly, and if one thinks fearlessly one cannot be politically orthodox.
Not to expose your true feelings to an adult seems to be instinctive from the age of seven or eight onwards.
As with the Christian religion, the worst advertisement for Socialism is its adherents.
It is fatal to look hungry. It makes people want to kick you.
One of the curious things about censorship is that no one seems to believe in it for himself. We want censorship to protect someone elseβ the young, the unstable, the suggestible, the stupid. I have never heard of anyone who wanted a film or speaker banned because otherwise he himself might be harmed.
REALITY, n. The dream of a mad philosopher. That which would remain in the cupel if one should assay a phantom. The nucleus of a vacuum.
The ideal of a single civilization for everyone, implicit in the cult of progress and technique, impoverishes and mutilates us
What is man without the beasts? For if all the beast were gone, man would die of a great loneliness of the spirit.
Or maybe a person is just made up of a lot of peopleMaybe weβre accumulating these new selves all the time. Hauling them in as we make choices, good and bad, as we screw up, step up, lose our minds, find our minds, fall apart, fall in love, as we grieve, grow, retreat from the world, dive into the world, as we make things, as we break things.
I shall soon be six-and-twenty. Is there anything in the future that can possibly console us for not being always twenty-five?
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