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“Justice. To be ever ready to admit that another person is something quite different from what we read when he is there (or when we think about him). Or rather, to read in him that he is certainly something different, perhaps something completely different from what we read in him. Every being cries out silently to be read differently.”

Quote by Simone Weil

Work

Gravity and Grace

This book delves into the profound interplay between the physical force of gravity and the spiritual force of grace, examining their influence on human life and the cosmos. It explores the ways in which these forces shape our understanding of the world and our place within it. more

Author

Simone Weil
Simone Weil

Simone Weil was a French philosopher, social activist, and writer. Born on February 3, 1909, and died on August 24, 1943, Weil is known for her profound philosophical thinking and her passionate commitment to social justice. Her works have had a significant impact on later philosophers and social thinkers. more

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