Even if a unity of faith is not possible, a unity of love is.
We no longer dare to believe in beauty and we make of it a mere appearance in order the more easily to dispose of it.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects on the diminishing value of beauty in our lives, suggesting that we treat it superficially rather than appreciating its true essence.
Hans Urs Von Balthasar's quote critiques contemporary attitudes towards beauty, arguing that society has relegated beauty to a superficial status, allowing us to dismiss its deeper significance. Instead of embracing beauty as a profound and enriching aspect of life, we reduce it to mere appearances, making it easier to disregard and manipulate in favor of more utilitarian pursuits. This reflects a broader cultural trend of undervaluing genuine experiences in favor of transient or shallow ones.
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Example use cases
In a speech about the importance of art and aesthetics in our lives, one might quote Balthasar to illustrate how beauty should be cherished.
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