Philosophy Quotes - Page 133

Reason is, and ought only to be the slave of the passions, and can never pretend to any other office than to serve and obey them.…'Tis not contrary to reason to prefer the destruction of the whole world to the scratching of my finger.

World Peace will be achieved the day Humans, embrace The Power of Love and forgo their Love of Power.

I never realized just how many things I really hated until you walked out the door and out of my life.

What you give with love stays with you for a lifetime.

If I am your rainbow, then you are my pot of gold.

Love or not to loveWhen question ariseLove or not to loveAlways love.When question arise Be or not to beAlways be. When question ariseBelieve or not to believeAlways believe. When question ariseHelp or not to helpAlways help. When question ariseHope or not to hopeAlways hope. When question arise Dream or not to dream Always dream. Always keep hope aliveAlways dream with trust.

Yet, although he could not quite work this out in simple terms in his own mind, the very savour of life, he thought, was itself enhanced if it were not totally taken for granted. Perhaps it was something to do with the whole philosophy of the world into which we were born. If we lived for ever, who would look forward eagerly to tomorrow? If there were no darkness, should we appreciate the sun? Warmth after cold, food after hunger, drink after thirst, sexual love after the absence of sexual love, the fatherly greeting after being away, the comfort and dryness of home after a ride in the rain, the warmth and peace and security of one’s fireside after being among enemies. Unless there was contrast there might be satiety.

Love is the universe. Love is ageless, boundless, bodiless, boundary-less.Love is pure, perfect, precise, and precious.

Warrior of the night must be awake to write the sacred words.

Even after thousands of years, I want to live in your heart with love, joy, and care.

Choose not to prove how wrong others are, but choose to show them on how to be right

Today’s temple of truth will become the prison of tomorrow.

Religion and philosophy have different logics, speak different languages. Their logics are mutually exclusive, languages sometimes overlapping. It is hard to find something really common in them. I think I---a man in totally unconditional pursuit of happiness, whatever it is, wherever it lies---am only supposed to consider which of them has more in common with life!

There is no such thing as objectivity. We are all just interpreting signals from the universe and trying to make sense of them. Dim, shaky, weak, static-y little signals that only hint at the complexity of a universe we cannot begin to understand.

The major problem of the world is, most of the people are unjustifiably angry and very few are loving.

Growing older doesn't mean that you are more mature than everyone who is younger than you. Maturity is a lot of things, and age has nothing to do with it.

Most of our brains are out, but it is good what they did for themselves by leaving this country. They are Cameroon’s reserve for development, for the day that this country shall be free. Your late father was an intelligent man. He was even more than that. He was a sage. He once said to me that the intelligent Bamilekés are those who have sought a better future for themselves and for their families in British Cameroons. He was right. They have not been brainwashed as much as their francophone brothers have. If he were alive today, I am sure he would have judged that the intelligent Cameroonians are those who have sought refuge out of Cameroon.

Now she has power and passion and the struggle has significance for me-let the momentary consequences be what they may. Suppose that in her pride she becomes giddy, suppose that she does break with me-all right! -she has her freedom, but she will still belong to me. That the engagement should bind her is silly-I want to possess her only in her freedom

Philosophy does not claim to secure for us anything outside our control. Otherwise it would be taking on matters that do not concern it. For as wood is the material of the carpenter, and marble that of the sculptor, so the subject matter of the art of life is the life of the self.

A man who makes a mistake, can learn from it.A man that makes the same mistake again, has never made a mistake in the first place.

Nothing can replace confidence and single-minded pursuit of purpose.

Death is not the end of life but the beginning of eternal life.

If you´re not ready to face death, you´re not ready to face life.

Darkness has its own beauty that you can only see with your inner light.

Make each day, the best day of life.

This is no tall story. Nor is it a short story. Indeed, a story cannot be measured, for their realities stretch far beyond a page or one person’s life.

Be generous when you are giving your love.

Life is a sacred journey, which you have to, travel on your own.

The first step to going somewhere is to begin.

Memories of the past are what drive us, whether to a life of beauty or a life of insanity is up to us.

Trust is learning how you feel about yourself,not how others feel about you.Do you trust how you feel.If not, why.

I might be crazy, but at least I'm not insane.

[W]hat we also see in sex is a kind of submissiveness. But not a kind of submissiveness which is simply 'do what you like, I'm just here for you', but it...is, or can be, very manipulative. It is a way of getting the other person to exercise all his or her efforts towards pleasing you, and in that way controlling what they're thinking, and in particular what they're thinking of you.

Precarious, life is. A flying leap. A sweep of hand. A star flung across the night. A lucky catch in this whirling juggling circus act.From Steam Drills, Treadmills, and Shooting Stars

There is no such thing a boring content. In the hands of a great teacher...even if as teachers we doubt that we can make it so...this doubt puts us at risk of undercutting it: watering it down or apologizing for teaching it.

My left foot is the wisdom from yesterday, my right foot is the vision of tomorrow and my mind is focused on the work of today and this is how I stand a winner.

Express gratitude for love, joy, and beauty of life, to expand your happiness.

I can't believe I'm here,sitting with all my friends.There's No-one!And there's Nobody!My only two, and best true friends.

It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.

Everything that you want is not very important. Everything that was given to you without any want is very important.

Smile to lighten up.

If you dare to dream you can create yourself again and again.

A loud smile is often a fake laugh.

Why is it that we want what we don't have, yet we can't see what we do have?

This universe was created for the love, by the love, and with love.

A little love, a little kindness,a little hope, a little joyfulness,a little tolerance, a little gratefulness,brings harmony and creates peacefulness.

Win the heart with love and win the hate with kindness.

Now that we are all so smart, we don’t easily find resolutions.

Dream a daybright with kindnessand a deep compassionate ray.

Knowledge is borrowed wisdom is earned.

I gave her the world, the moon, the sun, the stars, the planets... I gave her my breath, my voice, my sight, my life... I gave her memories, dreams, happiness... I gave her care and compassion... I gave her everything... and with sickly curved words, venom dripping from her fingers, she whispered in a way that would shatter glass... between her poisonous lips and her barbed teeth, she told me a story of blackness and catastrophe... from her mind a story of corruption and infamy sprang, her first touch an eternal perversion of my vision of life, an absolute seduction from the face of unbearable desire herself... the chills of a dead soul are frosty, a clouded layer of ash fills my insides, specks of dust fill my veins, empty thoughts smother my mind... and in the final steps of our pitifully destructive dance, I will dip you low, caress you so closely, feel the softness of your neck with the skin of my lips and, for that single moment, lost in the promise in your eyes and the intoxicating scent of your taunt body, I saw a sort of perfection that in any other place and light I would only hopelessly attempt to imagine... a horribly curious vividly creative swirl of chaos and flesh eating light, a specter of glow, paint and sound whose first inhalation is the slow quiver of last exhale, my exhale, my final whisper... I only wish I could have done more... but so impossible was it to resist what made her, her...

Most of the propositions and questions to be found in philosophical works are not false but nonsensical.

Mental –ill health is delusion.

If all the world were Christian, it might not matter if all the world were uneducated. But, as it is, a cultural life will exist outside the Church whether it exists inside or not. To be ignorant and simple now -- not to be able to meet the enemies on their own ground -- would be to throw down our weapons, and to betray our uneducated brethren who have, under God, no defense but us against the intellectual attacks of the heathen. Good philosophy must exist, if for no other reason, because bad philosophy needs to be answered. The cool intellect must work not only against cool intellect on the other side, but against the muddy heathen mysticisms which deny intellect altogether. Most of all, perhaps we need intimate knowledge of the past. Not that the past has any magic about it, but because we cannot study the future, and yet need something to set against the present, to remind us that periods and that much which seems certain to the uneducated is merely temporary fashion. A man who has lived in many place is not likely to be deceived by the local errors of his native village: the scholar has lived in many times and is therefore in some degree immune form the great cataract of nonsense that pours from the press and the microphone of his own age.

The scribbles in my notebook are a reflection of you. Every line holds your name. Every paragraph a feature of yours I love. Each page is a memory of moments that took my breath away. Of times when I laughed more than my lungs would allow. My notebook is full, but I always knew only one would hardly contain all of you.

When you see the world through your mind, you are very judgmental. See the world through your heart and be non-judgmental.

A false-statement requires deceit and distortion for someone to buy it, but a truthful-statement sells itself.

It's not about whether or not someone is a bigot, but whether or not the argument which that someone is arguing is worth being a bigot about.

The progress of the world can certainly never come at all save by the modified action of the individual beings who compose the world.

It is clear that the individual who persecutes a man, his brother, because he is not of the same opinion, is a monster.