
There is no original truth, only original error.
Remember that time slurs over everything, let all deeds fade, blurs all writings and kills all memories. Except are only those which dig into the hearts of men by love.
Opinions differ as to the reasons why he became the futile laborer of the underworld. To begin with, he is accused of a certain levity in regard to the gods. He stole their secrets.
No one deserves to live who has not at least one good-man-and-true for a friend.
Go thy way; and as thou hast believed, so be it done unto thee.
When speaking of the spiritual nature or the soul, we are referring to that which is "inner" or "new." When speaking of the bodily nature, or that which is flesh and blood, we are referring to that which is called "sensual," "outward," or "old." Paul writes in 2 Corinthians 4:16: "Even though our outer nature is wasting away, our inner nature is being renewed day by day."
Force overcome by force.
The philosophy of Plotinus has the defect of encouraging men to look within rather than to look without: when we look within we see nous, which is divine, while when we look without we see the imperfections of the sensible world. This kind of subjectivity was a gradual growth; it is to be found in the doctrines of Protagoras, Socrates, and Plato, as well as in the Stoics and Epicureans. But at first it was only doctrinal, not temperamental; for a long time it failed to kill scientific curiosity. [...] Plotinus is both an end and a beginning-an end as regards the Greeks, a beginning as regards Christendom.
Natural science is throughout either a pure or an applied doctrine of motion.
Lifetime is a child at play, moving pieces in a game.
Admit it, it is your youth that you regret, more even than your crime; it is my youth you hate, even more than my innocence.
The organism does not have a point of view: the person or creature does.
We do not, however, reckon that trade disadvantageous which consists in the exchange of the hard-ware of England for the wines of France;and yet hard-ware is a very durable commodity, and were it not for this continual exportation, might too be accumulated for ages together, to the incredible augmentation of the pots and pans of the country. But it readily occurs that the number of such utensils is in every country necessarily limited by the use which there is for them;that it would be absurd to have more pots and pans than were necessary for cooking the victuals usually consumed there;and that if the quantity of victuals were to increase, the number of pots and pans would readily increase along with it, apart of the increased quantity of victuals being employed in purchasing them, or in maintaining an additional number of workman whose business it was to make them.
Only in America do people choose between health and financial ruin. Medical bankruptcy is policy choice, not inevitable outcome. We could have universal healthcare but choose a system that destroys families financially while claiming to provide care. The cruelty is the point.
Every peasant has a lawyer inside of him, just as every lawyer, no matter how urbane he may be, carries a peasant within himself.
It belongs to the self-respect of intellect to pursue every tangle of thought to its final unravelment.
Even when nothing happens, everything seems too much for me. What can be said, then, in the presence of an event, any event?
Existence is illusory and it is eternal.
No subgroup, race, nationalism, religious group, gender based groups or other identity essence based groups will ever be more important than, and should never ethically take precedence over the existence based universal group, the human group. Universal identity takes precedence over subgroup identity, and when we are forced to subgroup in reaction to injustice, that is the only ethical subgroup.
The circulation of commodities is the original precondition of the circulation of money.
The music of the soul is also the music of salesmanship. Exchange value, not truth value counts. On it centers the rationality of the status quo, and all alien rationality is bent to It.
The human body is the best picture of the human soul.
Friends, the soil is poor, we must sow seeds in plenty for us to garner even modest harvests.
Never aim at more precision than... required by the problem...
Life is not, and death is a dream. Suffering has invented them both as self-justification. Man alone is torn between an unreality and an illusion.
Injustice in this world is not something comparative; the wrong is deep, clear, and absolute in each private fate.
Alexander is to a peasant proprietor what Don Juan is to a happily married husband.
For socialism is not merely the labour question, it is before all things the atheistic question, the question of the form taken by atheism to-day, the question of the tower of Babel built without God, not to mount to heaven from earth but to set up heaven on earth.
In the ice of solitude man becomes most inexorably a question to himself, and just because the question pitilessly summons and draws into play his most secret life he becomes an experience to himself.
I recognize the necessity of animal experiments with my mind but not with my heart.
Democracy is still upon its trial. The civic genius of our people is its only bulwark.
And Beasts that have Deliberation, must necessarily also have Will.
Philosophy may in no way interfere with the actual use of language; it can in the end only describe it.
The obsession with suicide is characteristic of the man who can neither live nor die, and whose attention never swerves from this double impossibility.
Facts are ventriloquists' dummies. Sitting on a wise man's knee they may be made to utter words of wisdom; elsewhere, they say nothing, or talk nonsense, or indulge in sheer diabolism.
We are obliged to regard many of our original minds as crazy - at least until we have become as clever as they are.
The end cannot justify the means for the simple and obvious reason that the means employed determine the nature of the ends produced.
I am convinced we do not only love ourselves in others but hate ourselves in others too.
Everyday we act in ways that reflect our ethical judgements.
The philosophers who wished us to have the gods for our friends rank the friendship of the holy angels in the fourth circle of society, advancing now from the three circles of society on earth to the universe, and embracing heaven itself. And in this friendship we have indeed no fear that the angels will grieve us by their death or deterioration. But as we cannot mingle with them as familiarly as with men (which itself is one of the grievances of this life), and as Satan, as we read, sometimes transforms himself into an angel of light, to tempt those whom it is necessary to discipline, or just to deceive, there is great need of God's mercy to preserve us from making friends of demons in disguise, while we fancy we have good angels for our friends; for the astuteness and deceitfulness of these wicked spirits is equalled by their hurtfulness.
Then take, good sir, your pleasure while you may; With life so short 'twere wrong to lose a day.
A constellation of the most pedantic, obstinate ignorance and presumption, mixed with a kind of rustic incivility, which would try the patience of Job.
The main importance of Francis Bacon's influence does not lie in any peculiar theory of inductive reasoning which he happened to express, but in the revolt against second-hand information of which he was a leader.
We die in proportion to the words we fling around us.
The concept of positivity in itself, in abstracto, has become part and parcel of the ideology today. ... Critique has started to become suspect, regardless of its content.
Men have been released from [concentration] camps who have taken over the jargon of their jailers and with cold reason and mad consent (the price, as it were, of their survival) tell their story as if it could not have been otherwise than it was, contending that they have not been treated so badly after all.
I find men victims of illusion in all parts of life. Children, youths, adults, and old men, all are led by one bawble or another. Yoganidra, the goddess of illusion, Proteus, or Momus, or Gylfi's Mocking, - for the Power has many names, - is stronger than the Titans, stronger than Apollo.
God is nothingness: He is 'beyond all speech.'
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