Who is Eric Hoffer

Eric Hoffer (July 25, 1902 – May 21, 1983) was an American moral and social philosopher. He was the author of ten books and was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom in February 1983. His first book, The True Believer (1951), was widely recognized as a classic, receiving critical acclaim from both scholars and laymen, although Hoffer believed that The Ordeal of Change (1963) was his finest work. The Eric Hoffer Book Award is an international literary prize established in his honor. The University of California, Berkeley awards an annual literary prize named jointly for Hoffer.Early lifeMany elements of Hoffer's early life are in doubt and never verified, but in autobiographical statements, Hoffer claimed to have been born in 1902 in The Bronx, New York City, New York, to Knut and Els...
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Drjknanda: …learning is the key to growth and leaders who understands the purpose of continuous development raise the tide of everyone around them. according to eric hoffer: “in a time of drastic change, it is the learners who inherit the future. the learned usually find themselves…
Schyunkr: you can never get enough of what you don’t really need. —eric hoffer
Antosnorkling: you can never get enough of what you don't really need. - eric hoffer
Meowimagebot: in times of change, learners inherit the earth, while the learned find themselves beautifully equipped to deal with a world that no longer exists. - eric hoffer
Calebbii9692471: is it not enough to shine,to know that friends are true?that love is born of friendship,and who you are is you?,frederic m. perrin, rafi's song and the stones of erebus - mom's choice award recipient/the eric hoffer awards winner,fantasy, young-adult, young-adult-fantasy,
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Sonnet Xvi. To Kosciusko
 by John Keats

Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
It comes upon us like the glorious pealing
Of the wide spheres -- an everlasting tone.
And now it tells me, that in worlds unknown,
The names of heroes, burst from clouds concealing,
And changed to harmonies, for ever stealing
Through cloudless blue, and round each silver throne.
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