It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.
Ursula K. Le GuinRead
Nothing said in words ever came out quite even. Things in words got twisted and ran together, instead of staying straight and fitting together.
Interpretation
Words often fail to convey our true thoughts and feelings clearly.
In this quote, Ursula K. Le Guin reflects on the inherent limitations of language. She suggests that words cannot fully capture our intentions or the complexities of human experience, frequently leading to misinterpretations and a distortion of meaning. It emphasizes the idea that communication is fraught with challenges, where the essence of thoughts might get tangled and obscured rather than expressed clearly.
In practice
During a lecture on the complexities of communication, one might use this quote to emphasize the challenges of accurately conveying ideas.
It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.
In reading a novel, any novel, we have to know perfectly well that the whole thing is nonsense, and then, while reading, believe every word of it. Finally, when we're done with it, we may find - if it's a good novel - that we're a bit different from what we were before we read it, that we have changed a little... But it's very hard to say just what we learned, how we were changed.
Reason is a faculty far larger than mere objective force. When either the political or the scientific discourse announces itself as the voice of reason, it is playing God, and should be spanked and stood in the corner.
The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.
We read books to find out who we are. What other people, real or imaginary, do and think and feel... is an essential guide to our understanding of what we ourselves are and may become.
When he found that the administrators were upset, he laughed. βDo they expect students not to be anarchists?β he said. βWhat else can the young be? When you are on the bottom, you must organize from the bottom up
I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppled masonry, and time one livid final flame.
Made as we were in the image of God we scarcely find it strange to take again our God as our All. God was our original habitat and our hearts cannot but feel at home when they enter again that ancient and beautiful abode.
Either an ordered Universe or a medley heaped together mechanically but still an order; or can order subsist in you and disorder in the Whole! And that, too, when all things are so distinguished and yet intermingled and sympathetic.
This you may say of man - when theories change and crash, when schools, philosophies, when narrow dark alleys of thought, national, religious, economic, grow and disintegrate, man reaches, stumbles forward, painfully, mistakenly sometimes. Having stepped forward, he may slip back, but only half a step, never the full step back.
It's a very sobering feeling to be up in space and realize that one's safety factor was determined by the lowest bidder on a government contract.
When liberty exceeds intelligence, it begets chaos, which begets dictatorship.
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