Quotes About Philosophy

In Marx's entire oeuvre, I don't think there is a single disinterested reflection on death... I was pondering this at his grave in Highgate.

When we have exhausted the pretexts which incite us to gaiety or melancholy, we come to the point of experiencing either one in a pure state: which is how we join the mad ...

The evolving absolute, Hegel's heresy, has become our dogma, our tragic orthodoxy, the philosophy of our reflexes.

Toplum - bir kurtar?c?lar cehennemi! Diogenes'in elinde lambas?yla arad???, ilgisiz biriydi.

As the years accumulate, we form an increasingly somber image of the future.

Enlightened despotism: the only regime that can attract a disabused mind, one incapable of being the accomplice of revolutions since it is not even the accomplice of history.

Meditate but one hour upon the self's nonexistence and you will feel yourself to be another man," said a priest of the Japanese Kusha sect

With Baudelaire, physiology entered into poetry; with Nietzsche, into philosophy. By them, the troubles of the organs were raised to song, to concept. With health the one thing proscribed, it was incumbent upon them to afford disease a career.

The book which, after demolishing everything, fails to demolish itself will have exasperated us to no purpose.

In any book governed by the Fragment, truths and whims keep company throughout.

If the expression "metaphysical exile" had no meaning, my existence alone would afford it one.

The first thinker was, without a doubt, the first man obsessed by why. An unaccustomed mania, not at all contagious: rare indeed are those who suffer from it

Whenever philosophers insinuate themselves into Letters, it is to exploit their confusion or to precipitate their collapse.

A exista e un plagiat.

Un livre est un suicide différé.

Getting up with my head full of plans, I would be working, I was sure of it, all morning long. No sooner had I sat down at my desk than the odious, vile, and persuasive refrain: "What do you expect of this world?" stopped me short. And I returned, as usual, to my bed with the hope of finding some answer, of going back to sleep...

We make choices, decisions, as long as we keep to the surface of things; once we reach the depths, we can neither choose nor decide, we can do nothing but regret the surface...

Lucidity is the only vice which makes us free—free in a desert.

no reproach proceeding from men or gods can affect me: I have as good a conscience as if I had never existed.

If it is characteristic of the wise man to do nothing useless, no one will surpass me in wisdom: I do not even lower myself to useful things.

What a notion, to place a clown like Diogenes in so lofty a niche!

Call it insensitivity or a passion for remorse, I have never undertaken to rescue what little Absolute this world contains.

Educating yourself not to leave traces is a moment-by-momcnt war against yourself, solely to prove that you could, if you chose, become a sage….

De la vida tenemos que hacer un soneto —o ahorcarnos.