Education, the great mumbo jumbo and fraud of the age purports to equip us to live and is prescribed as a universal remedy for everything from juvenile delinquency to premature senility.
Malcolm MuggeridgeRead
Surely the glory of journalism is its transience.
Interpretation
Journalism's true value lies in its fleeting nature.
Malcolm Muggeridge highlights the inherent quality of journalism, emphasizing that its glory comes from its transient nature. This impermanence allows journalism to capture and reflect the ever-changing pulse of society, making its moments both impactful and ephemeral, and as such, provides a unique lens through which we understand our world.
In practice
In a discussion about the role of journalism in modern society, one could say, 'Surely the glory of journalism is its transience.'
Education, the great mumbo jumbo and fraud of the age purports to equip us to live and is prescribed as a universal remedy for everything from juvenile delinquency to premature senility.
This life in us; however low it flickers or fiercely burns, is still a divine flame which no man dare presume to put out, be his motives never so humane and enlightened; To suppose otherwise is to countenance a death-wish; Either life is always and in all circumstances sacred, or intrinsically of no account; it is inconceivable that it should be in some cases the one, and in some the other.
I never met a rich man who was happy, but I have only very occasionally met a poor man who did not want to become a rich man.
It was a somber place, haunted by old jokes and lost laughter. Life, as I discovered, holds no more wretched occupation than trying to make the English laugh.
Bad humor is an evasion of reality; good humor is an acceptance of it.
The only ultimate disaster that can befall us is to feel ourselves at home on this earth.
When a hundred men stand together, each of them loses his mind and gets another one.
People who say that money isn't the most important thing in the world are usually broke.
Life is a continuity always and always. There is no final destination it is going towards. Just the pilgrimage, just the journey in itself is life, not reaching to some point, no goal - just dancing and being in pilgrimage, moving joyously, without bothering about any destination.
But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
Good-bye -- if you hear of my being stood up against a stone wall and shot to rags please know that I think that a pretty good way to depart this life. It beats old age, disease or falling down the cellar stairs.
There is more evil in the least sin than in the greatest affliction.
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