The advancement and diffusion of knowledge is the only guardian of true liberty.
When a man's knowledge is not in order the more of it he has the greater will be his confusion.
I need to add that my work on multiple intelligences received a huge boost in 1995 when Daniel Goleman published his book on emotional intelligence. I am often confused with Dan. Initially though Dan and I are longtime friends this confusion irritated me.
I don't know how many sacred cows there are today. I think there's a little confusion between humor and gross passing for humor. That's kind of regrettable.
If this humor be the safety of our race then it is due largely to the infusion into the American people of the Irish brain.
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough and more. It turns denial into acceptance chaos to order confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast a house into a home a stranger into a friend.
The figure a poem makes. It begins in delight and ends in wisdom... in a clarification of life - not necessarily a great clarification such as sects and cults are founded on but in a momentary stay against confusion.
If the Great Way perishes there will morality and duty. When cleverness and knowledge arise great lies will flourish. When relatives fall out with one another there will be filial duty and love. When states are in confusion there will be faithful servants.
Gandhi has asked that the British Government should walk out of India and leave the Indian people to settle differences among themselves even if it means chaos and confusion.
What the world needs is a small compact flexible fusion technology that could make electricity where and when it is needed. The existing fusion program is leading to a huge source of centralized power at a price that nobody except a government can afford.
By the time Obama came into office Washington had already agreed over a period of a few weeks to a $700 billion government infusion into the world banking system. Nothing of the sort had ever been done before and it was done spit spot with very little national debate.
The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement who can tolerate not knowing... not healing not curing... that is a friend who cares.
History is full of examples of people who clamp down after they began to enjoy too much freedom. Freedom can lead to instability anarchy and confusion. So there can be a moral counter-revolution.
As one gets older one sees many more paths that could be taken. Artists sense within their own work that kind of swelling of possibilities which may seem a freedom or a confusion.
Yet it ought to be obvious that good music generally occupies a higher plane that mere politics. Great writers can express moods through melody and capture experiences we share most powerfully - love lust longing joy rage fear triumph yearning and confusion.
Almost all the ideas we have about being a man or being a woman are so burdened with pain anxiety fear and self-doubt. For many of us the confusion around this question is excruciating.
Family traditions counter alienation and confusion. They help us define who we are they provide something steady reliable and safe in a confusing world.