It is not our sexual preferences, the color of our skin, the language we speak, nor the religion we practice that creates friction, hatred and wars amongst in society. It is our words and the words of our leaders that can create that disparity.
Interpretation
Our conflicts arise from words rather than our differences.
This quote by Yehuda Berg emphasizes that the root of societal friction and conflict is not the inherent differences between people—such as race, language, or religion—but rather the language and rhetoric used by individuals and leaders. It suggests that words carry the power to foster division or unity, highlighting the importance of mindful communication in promoting peace and understanding.
In practice
During a community meeting discussing race relations, this quote could be used to emphasize the importance of respectful communication.
Words are singularly the most powerful force available to humanity. We can choose to use this force constructively with words of encouragement, or destructively using words of despair. Words have energy and power with the ability to help, to heal, to hinder, to hurt, to harm, to humiliate and to humble.
It is the nature of all greatness not to be exact.
As long as I live under the capitalistic system I expect to have my life influenced by the demands of moneyed people. But I will be damned if I propose to be at the beck and call of every itinerant scoundrel who has two cents to invest in a postage stamp. This, sir, is my resignation.
But most it is presumption in us when the help of heaven we count the act of men.
Celebration is a confrontation, giving attention to the transcendent meaning of one's actions.
Saying Good-bye to the God of Disease (2) Thousands of willow branches in a spring wind. Six hundred million of China, land of the gods, and exemplary like the emperors Shun and Yao. A scarlet rain of peach blossoms turned into waves and emerald mountains into bridges. Summits touch the sky. We dig with silver shovels and iron arms shake the earth and the Three Rivers. God of plagues, where are you going? We burn paper boats and bright candles to light his way to heaven.
Dost thou know what life is, my child? Hast thou comprehended the action of those springs which produce existence? Hast thou examined thyself?
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