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The mind is a malleable thing. Soil, if you’re feeling poetic. Depending on the seed, anything will grow in it, from graceful gardens to idyllic meadows, from weedy forests to foggy swamps. Harmonious or chaotic, peaceful or perilous, healthy or ill—it’s all a matter of seeds.
I suppose it is only human, isn’t it? To prefer ignorance over uncomfortable truths?”
“Well ... you asked whether it’s the money that makes so many rich people indifferent, or if they were just born this way, right? I think it’s neither. It’s a matter of perspective.”
“For as long as humans have existed, it’s been in our nature to compete. A part of our brains simply wants hierarchy, and even if we were to overcome it, we will never all be equal.
Once the mind commits to a story, the facts become secondary. Truth bows to bias.”
If you fight injustice with injustice, no matter how deserved it may feel, you’ll always end up as just another turn of the wheel.”
Existence is arbitrary, free will is an illusion, and choice doesn’t exist. We’re slaves to our minds who mastered the art of ignoring their shackles.
‘You won’t find out if you give up.’ Because that is what it comes down to with melancholia and despair: just as other people lie when they tell you things always get better, your mind lies when it tells you that it doesn’t. The only way to know is to stay and find out ... as hard as it might be.”
if you believe you can’t change, you won’t even bother trying?”
In a society believing there’s no free will, no one could be held accountable for anything.”
If we can’t tell the difference between a real choice and one that’s been made for us—why not just believe it’s ours?”
