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“The courage of the authoritarian character is essentially a courage to suffer what fate or its personal representative or “leader” may have destined him for. To suffer without complaining is his highest virtue—not the courage of trying to end suffering or at least to diminish it. Not to change fate, but to submit to it, is the heroism of the authoritarian character.”

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Escape from Freedom

This book explores the complexities of human psychology, delving into the nature of freedom and its impact on individuals. It examines the various aspects of human behavior and the quest for autonomy, offering insights into the human experience. more

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Erich Fromm
Erich Fromm

Erich Fromm, born on March 23, 1900 in Germany and died on March 18, 1980, was a renowned psychologist. His research covered a wide range of fields including anthropology, philosophy, and religion, particularly known for his studies on human psychology and interpersonal relationships. more

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