Quotes About Philosophy

Su voz sonó tranquila, como la de un hombre que sabe que la vida siempre acaba mal y que no vale la pena exaltarse...

sonreír a diestra y siniestra fingiendo estar concentrado en problemas de índole filosófica, que es lo que finalmente hizo.

Y?jñavalkya immediately separated out the two essential points in every sacrificial act: substitution and the transposition from the visible to the realm of the mind.

People criticized Guénon for writing like a bookkeeper of metaphysics, with no enthusiasm, with no heart. They thought he lacked inspiration. But Guénon was simply obeying "the esoteric, and particularly the Rosicrucian precept according to which it was better to talk to every person in their own language.

Above all, we have to remember, Marx is greedy. He wants more of everything. He is suspicious of quality unless it is simply the mark of greater quantity: even if quality could exist alone, it would always be less admirable than a quantity in continual prospect of increase.

Maybe if I had to boil it down to one easy sentence, it would be this: I believe in evolution, and I believe in God. I just haven't worked out the details yet.

I don't have too much faith in destiny, or an afterlife. This is it.

The fact that when we die we are nothing more than worm meat---I just don't think about it.

And a Fool is supposed to be wise?

Dying is boring, Nighteyes observed.

This is philosophy, Fool. I have never had time to study such things." "No, Fitz, this is life. And no one has time not to think of such things. Each creature in the world should consider this thing, every moment of the heart's beating. Otherwise, what is the point of arising each day?

No, Fitz, this is life. And no one has time not to think of such things. Each creature in the world should consider this thing, every moment of the heart's beating. Otherwise, what is the point of arising each day?

Death is always less painful and easier than life! You speak true. And yet we do not, day to day, choose death. Because ultimately, death is not the opposite of life, but the opposite of choice. Death is what you get when there are no choices left to make. Am I right?

You speak of passing time as in the Mountains we speak of passing wind. As if it were a thing to be gotten rid of.

Some things cannot be solved," he pointed out philosophically. "Drink makes those things much more tolerable.

There are many things in this unhappy world we cannot alter. We must learn to live with our lot and find peace with ourselves.

Maybe there is no such thing as time; there are only moments, each with its own story.

In a consumer society, contentment is a radical proposition.

Gardens are simultaneously a material and a spiritual undertaking. That's hard for scientists, brainwashed by Cartesian dualism, to grasp.

Philosophers call this state of isolation and disconnection "species loneliness"—a deep, unnamed sadness stemming from estrangement from the rest of Creation, from the loss of relationship

Einstein himself said that "God doesn't play dice with the universe." What is the source of this pattern? Why is the world so beautiful? It could so easily be otherwise: flowers could be ugly to us and still fulfil their own purpose. But they're not.

The traditional ecological knowledge of indigenous harvesters is rich in prescriptions for sustainability. They are found in Native science and philosophy, in lifeways and practices, but most of all in stories, the ones that are told to help restore balance, to locate ourselves once again in the circle.

That is not a gift of life; it is a theft.

My questions were bigger than science could touch.