Saturday

some Simone Weil

There can be a true grandeur in any degree of submissiveness, because it springs from loyalty to the laws and to an oath, and not from baseness of soul.


We must prefer real hell to an imaginary paradise.
We must prefer real hell to an imaginary paradise.



Attachment is the great fabricator of illusions; reality can be attained only by someone who is detached.

Those who are unhappy have no need for anything in this world but people capable of giving them their attention.


An atheist may be simply one whose faith and love are concentrated on the impersonal aspects of God.


The only way into truth is through one's own annihilation; through dwelling a long time in a state of extreme and total humiliation.


All sins are attempts to fill voids.


The contemporary form of true greatness lies in a civilization founded on the spirituality of work.


Real genius is nothing else but the supernatural virtue of humility in the domain of thought.


To get power over is to defile. To possess is to defile.


Nothing can have as its destination anything other than its origin. The contrary idea, the idea of progress, is poison.


We are like horses who hurt themselves as soon as they pull on their bits - and we bow our heads. We even lose consciousness of the situation, we just submit. Any re-awakening of thought is then painful.


The destruction of the past is perhaps the greatest of all crimes.


Most works of art, like most wines, ought to be consumed in the district of their fabrication.


Human beings are so made that the ones who do the crushing feel nothing; it is the person crushed who feels what is happening.


I am not a Catholic; but I consider the Christian idea, which has its roots in Greek thought and in the course of the centuries has nourished all of our European civilization, as something that one cannot renounce without becoming degraded.



Charity. To love human beings in so far as they are nothing. 

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