Quotes About Philosophy

People don't really want to know the truth. The truth is that you are all dead in the future, everything that you do has no point, and all of the achievements of the human race are meaningless.

We should turn our death into a celebration, even if only out of a malice towards life: towards the woman who wants to leave--us!

The danger in happiness - "Now everything is turning out right for me; from now on i'll love every turn of fate - Who wants to be my fate?

Death and dying makes us into children once again, in truth, one last time, there in our final wailing cries. More than one philosopher has claimed that we ever remain children, far beneath the indurated layers that make up the armour of adulthood.

And so, yet again, we crush the blossom in our hand, lift our gaze from the tumbling petals, and ask the world, 'Where, then, is this beauty you promised?

There's no certainty in this, Baruk. That seems a fact particularly galling to you humans.

If there was neither a time before nor a time after, then was not the moment of creation eternal and yet for ever instantaneous?

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Death and dying makes us into children once again, in truth, one last time, there in our final wailing cries. More than one philosopher has claimed that we ever remain children, far beneath the indurated layers that make up the armour of adulthood. Armour encumbers, restricts the body and soul within it. But it also protects. Blows are blunted. Feelings lose their edge, leaving us to suffer naught but a plague of bruises, and, after a time, bruises fade.

My faith in the gods is this: they are indifferent to my suffering.

Then we're dead all that much sooner. So it goes.

the all too human need to conjure symbolic meaning from meaningless events.

To live simply was to evade the worries that came with complexity. This end was achieved at the expense, alas, of intelligence.

For the wise, even joy was tinged with sorrow.

We are not all. We are defined within a greater definition, and this greater definition eludes comprehension, because we are lacking. Incapable. Insufficient.

indeed no virtue of pragmatism was possible in matters of the soul, and might even prove anathema to the very notion of the sacred.

The existence of many gods conveys true complexity of mortal life. Conversely, the assertion of but one god leads to a denial of complexity, and encourages the need to make the world simple. Not the fault of the god, but a crime committed by its believers.

A celebration of insignificance. Is that all we are in the end?

We are all naught but twists of suffering in a river of pain.

Perhaps this. The existence of many gods conveys true complexity of mortal life. Conversely, the assertion of but one god leads to a denial of complexity, and encourages the need to make the world simple. Not the fault of the god, but a crime committed by its believers.

Do you find the need to answer all this, Historian?" he asked. "All those tomes you've read, those other thoughts from other men, other women. Other times. How does a mortal make answer to what his or her kind are capable of? Does each of us, soldier or no, reach a point when all that we've seen, survived, changes us inside? Irrevocably changes us. What do we become, then? Less human, or more human? Human enough, or too human?

It is my feeling,' she said, haltingly, 'that a faith that delivers perfect answers to every question is not a true faith, for its only purpose is to satisfy, to ease the mind and so end its questing.

Some people don't go through their lives searching, Smiles. I'm not looking, because I'm not expecting to find anything. You want meaning? Make it up. You want truth? Invent it. Makes no difference, to anything. Sun comes up, sun goes down. We see one, maybe we don't see the other, but the sun doesn't care, does it?

Thus, I die a wise man, not a fool. Is there any difference? I still die, after all. No, there is. I can feel it. That difference — I have cast off my chains. I have cast them off!