What we call Man's power over Nature turns out to be a power exercised by some men over other men with Nature as its instrument [or excuse].
―C.S. Lewis, The Abolition of Man
What we call Man's power over Nature turns out to be a power exercised by some men over other men with Nature as its instrument [or excuse].
―C.S. Lewis, The Abolition of Man
What moves each soul is different, but the soul is the same—this restive and insatiable soul that despises all goods of the world and which, nonetheless, incessantly needs to be stirred in order to seize them, so as to escape the grievous numbness that is experienced as soon as it relies for a moment on itself. This is a sad story. It is a little bit the story of all men, but of some more than others, and of myself more than anyone I know.
—Alexis de Tocqueville, Selected Letters, 148–149.
There are few greater dangers to political stability than than the existence of an intellectual proletariat who find no outlet for their learning [other than politics].
—F.A. Hayek, The Constitution of Liberty
I had seen the shadow of the other war behind the actual one. During all this time it has never budged from me, that irremovable shadow, it hovers over every thought of mine by day and by night; perhaps its dark outline lies on some pages of this book, too. But, after all, shadows themselves are born of light. And only he who has experienced dawn and dusk, war and peace, ascent and decline, only he has truly lived.
— Stefan Zweig, The World of Yesterday