"Debate" is
a 4-letter word?
Why are we afraid of
having open debates?
consider the following ideas to stimulate healthy debate:
- Offer praise every time someone raises a dissenting opinion.
- Not every one of your ideas are going to be gems.
- You need to be able to hear criticism
- dissension is important.
- not a synonym for discuss.
Can it get confrontational? Yes.
Can it get heated and passionate? I hope so.
- Offer praise every time someone raises a dissenting opinion.
- Not every one of your ideas are going to be gems.
- You need to be able to hear criticism
- dissension is important.
- not a synonym for discuss.
step1) Now focus on task. Be ready for
our 4-letter word data:
Write yr real personal fav 4-letter word.
__ __ __ __
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"For happiness I pine,
__ __ __ __
fool, gods, real, calm,
cool, full, best, dudetime,
play, help, chill,
game, tale, lies, joke
step2) From these two quotations on LIFE,
How close are they to your views? Elaborate.
1- “….it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.”
- Macbeth (William S.)
2- "They lived und laughed ant loved end left."- Finnegans's wake (James Joyce)
step3) What is at once ....
- more amorphous than art,
- more single-minded than science, and
- more philosophical than philosophy itself?
a) Remorse, b) Forgetfulness, c) Love d) Freedom
Brainpickings by Maria Popova
Made yr Valentine? Not yet!
"For happiness I pine,
so come and be my Valent...ine"
What Is Love?
Stendhal in his fantastic 1822 treatise on love:
Love is like a fever which comes and goes quite independently of the will. … there are no age limits for love.
Ambrose Bierce, with the characteristic wryness of The Devil’s Dictionary:
Love, n. A temporary insanity curable by marriage.
Katharine Hepburn in Me : Stories of My Life:
Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get — only with what you are expecting to give — which is everything.
Mathematician Bertrand Russell, in The Conquest of Happiness:
Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky puts it even more forcefully in The Brothers Karamazov:
What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.
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