Quotes About Philosophy

Many people seem to want this epitaph: "I led as painless a life as possible." But the purpose of life is not to avoid pain. That is the purpose of an animal's life—but animals cannot know happiness.

I am part animal and part God.

The believer has to account for the existence of unjust suffering; the atheist has to account for the existence of everything else.

And as far as metals are concerned, they are all composed of sulphur and mercury and can be condensed or materialised by means of a salt.

Favor and disgrace make one fearful The greatest misfortune is the self

The self or wealth, which is greater? Gain or loss, which is more painful?

Thus, if you look for the Tao in books, you won't find it anywhere . . . but if you look for the Tao in life, you will find it everywhere.

Facing the Changes in Life and Mastering Them While alive, the body is soft and pliant When dead, it is hard and rigid All living things, grass and trees, While alive, are soft and supple When dead, become dry and brittle Thus that which is hard and stiff Is the follower of death That which is soft and pliant Is the follower of life The Tao

What am I more than elaborate sentience?

I believe that most of us have false beliefs about our own nature, and our identity over time, and that, when we see the truth, we ought to change some of our beliefs about what we have reason to do.

Philosophers should not only interpret our beliefs; when they are false, they should change them.

This part of Kant's view is, I believe, a profound truth. We can be morally responsible in several other ways, or senses, but no one could ever be responsible, I believe, in any way that could make them deserve to suffer. Nor, I believe, does anyone deserve to be less happy.

There is no simple answer to such a question

I once knew a man who said death smiles at us all,A man can only smile back

Money might not buy happiness, I reflected, but it was a useful commodity, nonetheless.

I'm not sure that religion was constructed with time travelers in mind." Buck's brows rose at that. "Constructed?" he echoed, surprised. "Who builds God?

accept the notion of one's own mortality, and yet live fully, was a paradox worthy of Socrates.

Kaç ya??ndas?n? diye sordu birden. Dün yirmi iki ya??ndayd?m. dedim ruhsuzca. Bugün yüz bile olabilirim.

Like forgiveness, it was not a thing once learned and then comfortably put aside but a matter of constant practice—to accept the notion of one's own mortality, and yet live fully, was a paradox worthy of Socrates.

And if there was eternity, or even the idea of it, then perhaps Anselm was right; all things were possible.

all, is it not? But

If thee thinks the spirit of God is necessarily logical, thee know Him better than I do.

I suppose I am asking whether you believe in fate," Lord John went on. The ghost of a smile wavered on his face. "You, of all people, would seem best suited to say.

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