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“To change with honor seems terribly difficult. Most people are like weathercocks, turning with every change of wind. They rush from one creed to the next as if change of faith were nothing, and in the end become nothing themselves. In a Time of revolution, our own volition contributes very little to our change. Volition and intention can do very little in a world which makes a principle of changing everyday. Perhaps The real danger in such period comes from our own inertia, which makes us accept all these change stoically but without conviction or personal decision. We cannot really change without a period of waiting and relearning. To change with honor seems to be the paradoxical effort that is asked of us today. It means keeping away from both extrêmes, that of rigid honor which kills the force of progress,and that of a mechanical change which leaves the potentialities of the soul untouched.”

Quote by Eugen Rosenstock-Huessy

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Out of Revolution: Autobiography of a Western Man

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Eugen Rosenstock-Huessy
Eugen Rosenstock-Huessy

Eugen Rosenstock-Huessy was a German philosopher known for his profound insights into history and culture. His ideas have had a significant impact on modern political philosophy and theology. more

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