That faith moves no mountains but puts mountains where there are none: a quick walk through a madhouse enlightens one sufficiently about this.
While sailing in the Mediterranean sea, in 1962, the American aircraft carrier USS Independence (CV-62) flashed the Italian Amerigo Vespucci with light signal asking «Who are you?», the full rigged ship answered «Training ship Amerigo Vespucci, Italian Navy». The US ship replied «You are the most beautiful ship in the world».
The delicious irony is that those who shout the loudest about “truth” and “justice” often cause more damage than the disasters they condemn. Earthquakes eventually stop shaking. But an opinion fused with wounded pride and moral outrage? That one survives for generations, poisoning dialogue and turning thinking itself into a crime.
Plagues kill bodies. Opinions—when mixed with anger and moral vanity—kill reason. And reason, inconveniently, is what many people seem most allergic to.
Plagues kill bodies. Opinions—when mixed with anger and moral vanity—kill reason. And reason, inconveniently, is what many people seem most allergic to.
me as soon as it’s fog outside (I’m just a girl)