Nationalism will always produce at least one war each generation. It has done in the past, and I suppose we can rely on it to do the same in the future.
Art, I suppose, is only for beginners, or else for those resolute dead-enders, who have made up their minds to be content with the ersatz of Suchness, with symbols rather than with what they signify, with the elegantly composed recipe in lieu of actual dinner.
If we could bokanovskify indefinitely the whole problem would be solved.
All human minds are not the same, that intelligence differs not only in degree, but to some extent also in kind.
Life is short and information endless: nobody has time for everything.
Choosing Luther and Calvin instead of the spiritual reformers who were their contemporaries, Protestant Europe got the kind of theology it liked. But it also got, along with other unanticipated by-products, the Thirty Years' War, capitalism and the first rudiments of modern Germany.