Don't take shadows too seriously. Reality is your only safety. Continue to reject illusion.
The scales of reckoning with mortality are never evenly weighted, alas, and thus it is on the shoulders of the living that the burden of justice must continue to rest.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote expresses the idea that the responsibility for justice falls on those who are alive, as the dead can no longer advocate for it.
Wole Soyinka highlights the weighty responsibility that comes with being alive, particularly in the context of ensuring justice for those who have passed away. It suggests that although the dead cannot advocate for themselves, it is the living who must undertake the duty of seeking justice and maintaining a moral balance in society. This notion implies a deeper reflection on mortality and the moral implications tied to being part of a continuum that includes both the deceased and the living.
Themes
In practice
Example use cases
During a discussion on social issues, this quote can be used to emphasize the importance of pursuing justice for marginalized communities.
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