Mostafa Samir

“Truth withers when freedom dies, however righteous the authority that kills it; and free individualism uninformed by moral value rots at its core and soon brings about conditions that pave the way for surrender to tyranny.”
― Frank S. Meyer

“لكتاب هو الجليس الذي لا يطريك ، والصديق الذي لا يقليك ، والرفيق الذي لا يَمَلَّك ، والجار الذي لا يستبطئك ، والصاحب الذي لا يريد استخراج ما عندك بالملق ، ولا يعاملك بالمكر ، ولا يخدعك بالنفاق
هو الذي إن نظرت فيه أطال إمتاعك ، وشحذ طباعك، وبسط لسانك ، وجوَّد بيانك ، وفخَّم ألفاظك
ومن لك بشيء يجمع الأول والآخر والناقص والوافي ، والشاهد والغائب ، والرفيع والوضيع
ومن لك بمؤنس لا ينام إلا بنومك ، ولا ينطق إلا بما تهوى”
― الجاحظ

“In the "Republic," Plato vigorously attacked the oral, poetized form as a vehicle for communicating knowledge. He pleaded for a more precise method of communication and classification ("The Ideas"), one which would favor the investigation of facts, principles of reality, human nature, and conduct. What the Greeks meant by "poetry" was radically different from what we mean by poetry. Their "poetic" expression was a product of a collective psyche and mind. The mimetic form, a technique that exploited rhythm, meter and music, achieved the desired psychological response in the listener. Listeners could memorize with greater ease what was sung than what was said. Plato attacked this method because it discouraged disputation and argument. It was in his opinion the chief obstacle to abstract, speculative reasoning - he called it "a poison, and an enemy of the people.”
― Marshall McLuhan, The Medium is the Massage

“The "child" was an invention of the seventeenth century; he did not exist in, say, Shakespeare's day. He had, up until that time, been merged in the adult world and there was nothing that could be called childhood in our sense.

Today's child is growing up absurd, because he lives in two worlds, and neither of them inclines him to grow up. Growing up - that is our new work, and it is total. Mere instruction will not suffice.”
― Marshall McLuhan, The Medium is the Massage