Quotes About Philosophy

One place is as good as another, in the valley without exit...

Ahora bien, ¿qué es, oh Sócrates, la vida?, preguntaría yo.

Io lo so che parlo perché parlo," (I know I am talking because I'm talking.)

In conclusion, the good can be made better; the bad remains bad.

If I ask whether two events—one on Earth and the other on Proxima b—are happening "at the same moment," the correct answer would be: "It's a question that doesn't make sense, because there is no such thing as 'the same moment' definable in the universe." The "present of the universe" is meaningless.

What are we, in this boundless and glowing world?

There is a feeling of deep universalism, in the wake of the splendid words of Democritus: "To a wise man, the whole earth is open, because the true country of a virtuous soul is the entire universe.

che significa che siamo liberi di prendere delle decisioni, se il nostro comportamento non fa che seguire le leggi della natura?

Those who criticize the usefulness of philosophy for science, Aristotle has noticed, are not doing science: they are doing philosophy.

I believe that we need to adapt our philosophy to our science, and not our science to our philosophy.

A stone is a prototypical "thing": we can ask ourselves where it will be tomorrow. Conversely, a kiss is an "event." It makes no sense to ask where the kiss will be tomorrow. The world is made up of networks of kisses, not of stones.

Quantum theory is of no direct help in understanding the mind.

Those who defend this way of thinking about reality—eternalism—frequently cite Einstein, who in a famous letter writes: For people like us who believe in physics the distinction between past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.

what does it mean, our being free to make decisions, if our behavior does nothing but follow the predetermined laws of nature?

There is not an "I" and "the neurons in my brain." They are the same thing.

A határozatlanság és tudásunk bizonytalansága, amint azzal tudatlanságunk végtelen szakadékaiba letekintve szembesülünk, nem teszi értelmetlenné az életet, épp ellenkez?leg: értékessé teszi.

Time, as Aristotle suggested, is the measure of change;

Time is our ignorance.

The mystery of time has always troubled us, stirring deep emotions. So deep as to have nourished philosophies and religions.

Wonder is the source of our desire for knowledge,1 and the discovery that time is not what we thought it was opens up a thousand questions.

The search for knowledge is not nourished by certainty: it is nourished by a radical absence of certainty.

That which seems intuitive to us now is the result of scientific and philosophical elaborations in the past.

A science that closes its ears to philosophy fades into superficiality; a philosophy that pays no attention to the scientific knowledge of its time is obtuse and sterile. It betrays its own deepest roots, which are evident in the etymology of philosophy: the love of knowledge.

The world is strange, but simple