Quotes About Philosophy

They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain and nourish all the world.

Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, and thou no breath at all?

To sue to live, I find I seek to die; And, seeking death, find life.

Unless philosophy can make a Juliet, Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom, It helps not, it prevails not.

And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, 'It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see', Quoth he, 'how the world wags: 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot.

Of your philosophy you make no use, If you give place to accidental evils.

But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?

It is no mean happiness...to be seated in the mean

There is more things in heaven and earth...than are dreamt of by your philosophy.

But whate'er I am, nor I nor any man that but man is, With nothing shall be pleased 'til he be eased With being nothing.

Is it possible he should know what he is, and be that he is?

Existen más cosas entre el cielo y la tierra que las que sueñas en tu filosofía.

For there was never yet philosopher that could endure the toothache patiently.

Ci sono più cose in cielo e in terra, Orazio, di quante non ne immagini la tua filosofia.

He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stol'n, Let him not know't and he's not robb'd at all.

Why, then, 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison.

Kaç?n?lmaz felaketler kar??s?nda s?zlanmak, gülmek kadar aptalcad?r.

A world in which the choices we make do not finally matter, because our wills are already fixed beneath the weight of a crushing determinism, is not a human world.

Invinge durerea, razi cat se poate, caci tot la zi ajunge si cea mai lunga noapte...

Does not our lives consist of the four elements? Faith, so they say; but I think it rather consists of eating and drinking.

Hay más cosas en el cielo y en la Tierra, Horacio, de las que contempla tu filosofía.

Anything that's mended is but patched. Virtue that transgresses is but patched with sin, and sin that amends is but patched with virtue

Yes, and shall do till the pangs of death shake him. Infirmity, that decays the wise, doth ever make the better fool.

I pray thee, peace. I will be flesh and blood, For there was never yet philosopher That could endure the toothache patiently, However they have writ the style of gods And made a push at chance and sufferance.