Quotes About Essence

Se uma planta não pode viver de acordo com sua natureza, ela morre. O mesmo ocorre com um homem.

but a goose is a goose still

Si una planta no puede vivir de acuerdo con su naturaleza muere, y lo mismo le ocurre al hombre.

I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms.

The value of a man is not in his skin, that we should touch him.

Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify, simplify! I say, let your affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a thousand; instead of a million count half a dozen, and keep your accounts on your thumb-nail.

You could criticise any marriage; it was the essence of a marriage to be criticism.

It is with the soul that we grasp the essence of another human being, not with the mind, nor even with the heart.

It is with the soul that we grasp the essence of another person, not with the mind, not even with the heart.

It's as though there were two melodies going on simultaneously: one for private exploitation and the other for the public ear. The whole struggle is to squeeze into the public record some tiny essence of the perpetual inner melody.

We ought to remind ourselves daily, repeat it like a litany, that in our being lies concealed the whole gamut of existence... Above all, we should cease postponing the act of becoming what in fact and essence we are.

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That is to say, he had no theory at all, except to penetrate to the very essence of things and, in the light of each fresh revelation to so live his life that there would be a minimum of discord between the truths which were revealed to him and the exemplification of these truths in action.

What we do belongs to what we are, and what we are is what becomes of us.

Love is the root of creation; God's essence; worlds without number Lie in his bosom like children; he made them for this purpose only Only to love and to be loved again, he breathed forth his spirit Into the slumbering dust, and upright standing, it laid its Hand on its heart, and felt it was warm with a flame out of heaven Quench, oh quench not that flame! It is the breath of your being

As Hegel defines it: Thinking is, indeed, essentially the negation of that which is before us. ... Reason is the negation of the negative. ... Reason, and Reason alone, contains its own corrective.

How do you get on with your father ' Beleth asked. 'Very well ' Pyrgus answered loyally although it was far from the truth. 'I ate mine ' Beleth told him. 'He got old and feeble and useless but he wanted to hold on to power. So I took steps. Tasted disgusting - stringy tough smelly ... you know how fathers are - but it's the custom here. You're supposed to absorb the essence that way. Rank superstition of course but well ... tradition.

Truth is in things, and not in words.

Because no man can ever feel his own identity aright except his eyes be closed; as if darkness were indeed the proper element of our essences, though light be more congenial to our clayey part.

My body is but the lees of my better being.

You cannot hide the soul.

Methinks that what they call my shadow here on earth is my true substance.

We had been sitting in this crouching manner for some time, when all at once I thought I would open my eyes; for when between sheets, whether by day or by night, and whether asleep or awake, I have a way of always keeping my eyes shut, in order the more to concentrate the snugness of being in bed. Because no man can ever feel his own identity aright except his eyes be closed; as if, darkness were indeed the proper element of our essences, though light be more congenial to our clayey part.

there is no quality in this world that is not what it is merely by contrast. Nothing exists in itself.