Quotessence
Home / Books / The Humanitarian Dictator

The Humanitarian Dictator

Book by Abhijit Naskar · 50 quotes · Oneness, Humanist, Humanitarian

Filter quotes by topic

The Humanitarian Dictator Quotes

“Inevitable Human (The Sonnet) Failure is inevitable, Defeat is optional. Suffering is inevitable, Self pity is optional. Ridicule is inevitable, Bitterness is optional. Treachery is inevitable, Vendetta is optional. Heartbreak is inevitable, Heartlessness is optional. Ignorance is inevitable, Bigotry is optional. Biases are inevitable, Prejudice is optional. Amidst indecisive animals, stand human inevitable!”

“Publish and Forget, Sonnet (When Scientist becomes Poet) Write till you drop dead, that's my motto of writing. I don't do promotions, have never done book signings. In fact, once I release a work, I forget and move on to the next. In an industry driven by book sales, My principle is, publish and forget. I never remember how much I have written, though the vastness is staggering to many. All I can think of, how much I have to write, before I drift into the slumber of non-entity. At birth we become elements to entity, upon death the entity reverts to elements. Make sure to make your trip mean something, more reason to transcend foolish containments.”

“Sonnets to Write Before I Sleep (The Sonnet) When I finished my first 1000 sonnets, I felt, now I shall take it slow. But now at the finishing of second 1000, I feel, I gotta write thousands more! The first thousand took me four years, the second thousand took me two years, all without an ounce of industry support, I am the sole maker of my literary empire. Sonnets are my vessel of reason, Sonnets are my bearer of justice. Sonnets are my medium of divinity, I'm my sonnets - antidote to malice. Proof of poetry is in the spirit, Proof of justice is among the just. Worlds to unite before I sleep, Proof of life is in standing guard.”

“Where God Retreats (The Sonnet) Where God retreats, Human must step in. Where myths fall short, Mind must intervene. Where doctrines dwindle, Conscience must march uncorrupt. Where scriptures fall cripple, Character must stand on guard. Where logic dreads to tread, Love must rush to rescue life. Where governments legalize fear, Citizens must be bearer of light. Advance of Human is advance of God. Wishful indolence is religion of the cod.”

“Lives to Serve Before I Sleep (The Sonnet) Lives to serve before I sleep, Service is my salvation. Wounds to heal before I sleep, Selfless joy brings illumination. There are times people need help, there are times they need motivation. Keep your mouth absolutely shut, if you cannot make the distinction. Bridges to build before I sleep, Walls are too savage a burden. Tears to wipe before I sleep, In human smile lies human heaven. Chains to hack before I sleep, Chains hack humanity to pieces. Peace to plant before I sleep, Come join me, let's grow a forest!”

“Enter a hall with high ceiling, and you feel small, in a room with low ceiling you feel like a giant. The height of human doesn't depend on numbers, we judge our height relative to the world around. Bigots hate an inclusive world not because it is unorthodox, but because it reminds them, how puny they are - how small.”

“Planet of Apes (Real Peace Sonnet) Stronger the military, stupider the citizens. Louder the ammunition, lousier the education. Mightier the missiles, measlier the minds. Sharper the snipers, sicklier the spines. Fuller the magazines, feebler the veins. Bolder the bombs, wobblier the brains. More titanic the tanks, more pathetic the primates. World in trance of arms, is a planet of the apes.”

“Shehit Shair Society, Sonnet (Martyr Poets Society) Poet* is martyred so poetry can live, Monk is martyred so holiness can live. Reformer is martyred so society can live, Dervish is martyred so the cosmos can live. Sufi is martyred so serenity can breathe, Scientist is martyred so reason finds light. Philosopher is martyred so curiosity lives, Saint is martyred to keep the promise alive. The just are martyred so injustice ends - they diss us woke, we couldn't care less. *Shairs and seers, we are sad figures - It's from our wounds, the world draws courage. Walk your wounds, surf your suffering. Amidst self-lovers, martyr is the king.”

“Age of AI (The Sonnet) Welcome to the age of AI, where algorithms grow bigger, and minds get smaller, where freedom is the new prison, character retreats as cave dweller. Welcome to the age of AI, where deceit is the new creativity, where hate is a human right, malinformation is a legal industry. Welcome to the age of AI, where algorithms are still nonsentient, but so are the people that use them, mindlessness is trend of the new sapiens. Welcome to the age of AI, where global goals are still a dream, only more distant. Prove me wrong - I beg of you - Stand up and behave, a proper Sapiens!”

“Sonnet on The Spectrum (Diary of An Autistic Neuroscientist) We, on the spectrum, are often misconstrued as rude or audacious. Problem is not that we feel too little, but that we feel too crippling much. Sensory overload is our biggest struggle, an eternal battle against daily situations. Storms that the normals experience only in tragedy, are our life's everyday occurrence. Sidelining the stormy torment of the spectrum, the world romanticizes with autistic savants. I never could communicate with my parents, and they never knew what my struggle was. We autistics have difficulty communicating, till we speak on a matter of interest. Then we can jabber like any neurotypical, bursting with joy in our nerves and veins.”