Quotes About Philosophy

Nu eu sufar, ci lumea sufera in mine.

Când ajungem st?pâni pe boal?, devenim mai mult decât suntem, ne cre?m pe noi înÅŸine.

Viata se creeaza in delir si se desface in plictis.

Nu preÅ£uiesc o carte decât prin tulburarea, prin otrava pe care-o toarn? în mine.

I have always lived with the awareness of the impossibility of living. And what has made existence endurable to me is my curiosity as to how I would get from one minute, one day, one year to the next.

Our only choice is between irrespirable truths and salutary frauds.

Each opinion, each view is necessarily partial, truncated, inadequate. In philosophy and in anything, originality comes down to incomplete definitions.

Daca n-ar fi iubit durerea, n-ar fi avut nevoie sa nascoceasca iadul — utopie a suferintei.

We are all deep in a hell, each of which is a miracle.

Cinicul este spectatorul acestei universale absente. El priveste - îndurerat sau rîzînd — la nimic.

Nu sunt anticreÅŸtin, eu reproÅŸez creÅŸtinismului c? nu e indeajuns de profund ca budismul. Am ales între Cer ÅŸi Nirvana.

If it is true that God dislikes taking sides, I should feel no awkwardness in His presence, so pleased would I be to imitate Him, to be like Him, in everything, "without opinion.

Toti oamenii cauta placerea-afirmatia e adevarata,cu conditia sa adaugam ca sunt si unii care cauta durerea si ca aceea e tot o cautare a placerii.E hedonismul pe dos.

The idea of the Eternal Return can be fully grasped only by a man endowed with several chronic, hence recurrent infirmities, and who thus has the advantage of proceeding from relapse to relapse, with all that this implies as philosophic reflexion.

Cel singur merge c?tre cel ce este cel mai singur, c?tre singurul, c?tre cel ale c?rui feÅ£e negative r?mân, dup? aventura cunoaÅŸterii, unica noastr? moÅŸtenire.

Um livro deve mexer nas feridas, aliás, deve alargá-las. Um livro deve ser um perigo.

?i ce mai pot a?tepta de la lumea aceasta acei care sunt dincolo de normal, via?a, singur?tatea, disperarea sau moartea?

Due nemici sono lo stesso uomo dimezzato.

Nu preÈ›uiesc o carte decât prin tulburarea, prin otrava pe care-o toarn? in mine.

If the waves began to reflect, they would suppose that they were advancing, that they had a goal, that they were making progress, that they were working for the Sea's good, and they would not fail to elaborate a philosophy as stupid as their zeal.

His sterility was infinite: it partook of ecstasy.

Everything that is engenders, sooner or later, nightmares. Let us try, therefore, to invent something better than being.

Tot ce este formulat, este ca intensitate degradat.

Of all that was attempted this side of nothingness, is anything more pathetic than this world, except for the idea which conceived it?