Blessed is the one who has arrived at infinite ignorance.
Evagrius PonticusRead
A monk is a man who considers himself one with all men because he seems constantly to see himself in every man.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the interconnectedness of humanity and the importance of empathy.
Evagrius Ponticus suggests that a monk, who is often associated with contemplation and spiritual understanding, perceives a profound unity with all people. This perspective implies that through self-reflection and awareness, one can recognize their own humanity in others, fostering a greater sense of compassion and connection across society.
In practice
During a lecture on empathy and human connection, this quote can serve as a profound introduction.
I've seen a lot of patriots and they all died just like anybody else if it hurt bad enough and once they were dead their patriotism was only good for legends; it was bad for their prose and made them write bad poetry. If you are going to be a great patriot i.e. loyal to any existing order of government (not one who wishes to destroy the existing for something better) you want to be killed early if your life and works won't stink.
I don't care about age very much.
Moreover, metaphor is typically viewed as characteristic of language alone, a matter of words rather than thought or action. For this reason, most people think they can get along perfectly well without metaphor. We have found, on the contrary, that metaphor is pervasive in everyday life, not just in language but in thought and action. Our ordinary conceptual system, in terms of which we both think and act, is fundamentally metaphorical in nature.
These days I must take the world in small and carefully measured doses. It is a sort of homeopathic cure I am undergoing, though I am not certain what this cure is meant to mend. Perhaps I am learning to live amongst the living again. Practising, I mean. But no, that is not it. Being here is just a way of not being anywhere.
If I don't seem as depressed or morose as I should be, sorry to disappoint you.
You know Balbec so well - do you have friends in the area?' I have friends wherever there are companies of trees, wounded but not vanquished, which huddle together with touching obstinacy to implore an inclement and pitiless sky.' That is not what I meant,' interrupted my father, as obstinate as the trees and as pitiless as the sky.
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