If a victory is told in detail, one can no longer distinguish it from a defeat.
Jean-Paul SartreRead
Why do you keep maintaining your ideas are right if you can't prove them?
Interpretation
This quote questions the validity of holding onto beliefs without evidence.
Jean-Paul Sartre challenges the notion of dogma, suggesting that one should not cling to their ideas as truths if there is no proof to substantiate them. It emphasizes the importance of critical thinking and the necessity of evidence in forming beliefs and opinions.
In practice
In a debate about climate change, one might use this quote to emphasize the need for scientific proof in discussions.
If a victory is told in detail, one can no longer distinguish it from a defeat.
All I want is' - and he uttered the final words through clenched teeth and with a sort of shame - 'to retain my freedom.' I should myself have thought,' said Jacques, 'that freedom consisted in frankly confronting situations into which one had deliberately entered, and accepting all one's responsibilities. But that, no doubt, is not your view.
If you are lonely when you're alone, you are in bad company.
A kiss without a moustache, they said then, is like an egg without salt; I will add to it: and it is like Good without Evil.
I wanted pure love: foolishness; to love one another is to hate a common enemy: I will thus espouse your hatred. I wanted Good: nonsense; on this earth and in these times, Good and Bad are inseparable: I accept to be evil in order to become good.
Night is falling: at dusk, you must have good eyesight to be able to tell the Good Lord from the Devil.
Where self-interest is violently suppressed, it is replaced by a burdensome system of bureaucratic control which dries up the wellsprings of initiative and creativity.
The slightest living thing answers a deeper need than all the works of man because it is transitory. It has an evanescence of life, or growth, or change: it passes, as we do, from one stage to another, from darkness to darkness, into a distance where we, too, vanish out of sight. A work of art is static; and its value and its weakness lie in being so: but the tuft of grass and the clouds above it belong to our own traveling brotherhood.
Grace can neither be bought, earned, or won by the creature. If it could be, it would cease to be grace.
So much of what blacks and women contend with is centered in how we view, and how the world views, our bodies. Gestures, voices, affect.
I've discovered I've got this preoccupation with ordinary people pursued by large forces.
Like looking through a telescope into the Milky Way and wondering if we're alone in the universe, it made me realize with the glaring clarity of desert light how scarce and delicate life is, how insignificant we are compared with the forces of nature and the dimensions of space.
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