Alex Shur

“BbJust imagine that your Daddy is the smartest man who ever lived on Earth, and he knows everything there is to find out, and he is exactly right about everything, and he can prove he is right about everything. Now imagine another little child on some nice world a million light years away, and that little child’s Daddy is the smartest man who ever lived on that nice world so far away. And he is just as smart and just as right as your Daddy is. Both Daddies are smart, and both Daddies are right.

Only if they ever met each other they would get into a terrible argument, because they wouldn’t agree on anything. Now, you can say that your Daddy is right and the other little child’s Daddy is wrong, but the Universe is an awfully big place. There is room enough for an awful lot of people to be right about things and still not agree.

The reason both Daddies can be right and still get into terrible fights is because there are so many different ways of being right. There are places in the Universe, though, where each Daddy could finally catch on to what the other Daddy was talking about. These places are where all the different kinds of truths fit together as nicely as the parts in your Daddy’s solar watch. We call these places chronosynclastic infundibula.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan

“But it also crossed my mind that in spite of all, in spite of our fragility and ignorance, we have an incredible advantage over the stars – it is for us that time works, giving us a major opportunity to transform the suffering, aching world into a happy and peaceful one.”
― Olga Tokarczuk, Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead

“Don’t tell me the U.S.A. went down the drain because of Leftism, Knotheadism, apostasy, pornography, polarization, etcetera etcetera. All these things may have happened, but what finally tore it was that things stopped working and nobody wanted to be a repairman.”
― Walker Percy, Love in the Ruins

“Of a certainty the man who can see all creatures in
himself, himself in all creatures, knows no sorrow.
How can a wise man, knowing the unity of life, seeing
all creatures in himself, be deluded or sorrowful?
The Self is everywhere, without a body, without a
shape, whole, pure, wise, all knowing, far shining, selfdepending,
all transcending} in the eternal procession
assigning to every period its proper duty.”
― Upanishad