Quotes About Philosophy

Muerte somos y muerte vivimos. Nacemos muertos, muertos pasamos y muertos ya, irrumpimos en la Muerte.

Which of us turning to look back down the road along which there is no return, could say that we had walked that road as we should have?

To go from the phantoms of faith to the ghosts of reason is merely to change cells. Art, if it frees us from the abstract idols of old, should also free us from magnanimous ideas and social concerns, which are likewise idols.

The end of the world, like the beginning, is in fact our concept of the world.

On the road halfway between faith and criticism stands the inn of reason. Reason is faith in what can be understood without faith, but it's still a faith, since to understand presupposes that there's something understandable.

I don't know if this makes me suffer or if I simply accept it as my indifferent fate into which questions of suffering or acceptance do not enter.

I'm something that I used to be. I'm never where I feel I am, and if I seek myself, I don't know who's seeking me. My boredom with everything has numbed me. I feel banished from my soul.

No sueño con poseerte. ¿Para qué? Sería traducir a plebeyo mi sueño. Poseer un cuerpo es ser banal. Soñar con poseer un cuerpo es tal vez peor, aunque sea difícil serlo: es soñarse banal, horror supremo.

In fact the end of the world, and its beginning, is merely our concept of the world.

There is no difference between me and these streets, save they being streets and I a soul, which perhaps is irrelevant when we consider the essence of things.

To be a pessimist is to see everything tragically, an attitude that's both excessive and uncomfortable.

I was a citizen. At the heart of my thoughts I wasn't I.

I've never known if it was my sensibility that was too much for my intelligence, or my intelligence that was too much for my sensibility. I've always been late, I'm not sure if for the former or for the latter, or perhaps for both, or perhaps it was the third thing that was late.

Poseemos algo? Si ni siquiera sabemos lo que somos, ¿cómo hemos de saber lo que poseemos?

They all have, like me, their future in the past.

Desterrad el error infantil de preguntar el sentido de las cosas o de las palabras. Nada tiene sentido.

The perfect man, for the pagans, was the perfection of the man that exists; for Christians, the perfection of the man that does not exist; and for Buddhists, the perfection of no man existing.

Disdain everything, but in such a way that your disdain doesn't disturb you. Don't think you're superior because you disdain. This is the key to the art of noble disdain.

Uno lee para saber, inútilmente. Otro se divierte para vivir, inútilmente.

I accept injustice as I accept a stone not being round

Que tens tu que te ligue à vida?

Baste a quem basta o que lhe basta O bastante de lhe bastar! A vida é breve, a alma é vasta: Ter é tardar.

I, who have eyes that are only for seeing, See an absence of meaning in all things.

Why is art beautiful? Because it's useless. Why is life ugly? Because it's all aims, objectives and intentions.