Quotes About Critique

I think one ages and one dates. I tend to have a good deal of difficulty in liking some of the new poets.

The comedy of each age holds up a mirror to the people of that age, a mirror that is unique.

And lash the vice and follies of the age.

Satyr," he says, "is a sort of Glass, wherein Beholders do generally discover every body's Face but their Own; which is the chief Reason for that kind Reception it meets in the world, and that so very few are offended with it.

That detestable product of the folly of our fore-fathers—a feather-bed.

Kant is the last person in the world whom we should read on Kant.

I don't as a rule hold much of a brief for television. In my experience, all too often it bowdlerises as much as popularises.

Now hear a plain fact: Swedenborg has not written one new truth. Now hear another: he has written all the old falsehoods.

You'll grow devilish fat upon this paper-diet!

I didn't come out here to be abused by vintage product from the Hefty toy department.

Marx, Darwin and Freud are the three most crashing bores of the Western World. Simplistic popularization of their ideas has thrust our world into a mental straitjacket from which we can only escape by the most anarchic violence.

An examination of the work of the social doctors, however, shows that they are only more ignorant and more presumptuous than other people. We

So what's your alternative?" people say, as if that's logic. We don't have to have an alternative, that's not how critique works. We may do, and if we do, you're welcome, but if we don't that no more invalidates our hate for this, for what is, than does that of a serf for her lord, her flail-backed insistence that this must end, whether or not she accompanies it with a blueprint for free wage labor.

So what's your alternative?' people say, as if that's logic. We don't have to have an alternative, that's not how critique works. We may do, and if we do, you're welcome, but if we don't that no more invalidates our hate for this, for what is, than does that of a serf for her lord, her flail-backed insistence that this must end, whether or not she accompanies it with a blueprint for free wage labour.

In Sternin's judgment, all of this analysis was "TBU"—true but useless.

The pros-and-cons approach is familiar. It is commonsensical. And it is also profoundly flawed.

It is often difficult to watch yourself onscreen, especially 60-feet high. As an actor, it is an uncomfortable experience.

À la différence de l'analyse, qui se contente de décomposer un ensemble en ses éléments constituants et de la critique qui ne fait que juger, la déconstruction est un démontage consistant à mettre à nu ce qui dans une pensée, un texte, en constitue le point aveugle, impensé - encore un terme issu de Heidegger.

The good we advocate is not to never judge anybody or anything. The good, rather, is to carefully and reasonably judge (weigh, appraise, discern and perhaps appropriately critique) all things in life – but always with an awareness of one's own fallibility, openness to learning and an interest in all moving closer to the truth.

I find it most offensive that the character of Reason, whom [ Jean den Meun (author of the Romance of the Rose )] himself calls the daughter of God, should put forth such a statement as ... where she says by way of a proverb that "in the war of Love it is better to deceive than be deceived." And indeed I dare say that in making that statement Jean den Meun 's Reason denied her Father, for the doctrine He gave was altogether different.

L'échec de ses tentatives est dû à ce qu'elles ont toutes accepté la prétention exorbitante de la psychanalyse d'être, non pas un système d'interprétation de la subjectivité, mais la subjectivité même [...] Sous couvert d'introduire le matérialisme dans la subjectivité, on introduisait en fait l'ennemi dans la place, l'idéalisme dans l'histoire.

have you read any book from "heinrich boll"?he is my faverit writer . what do u think about his books?

I had to give her a C because she spoilt an otherwise thoughtful piece by suddenly concluding that the Church of England was Anne Boleyn's "fault." A Church is not the "fault" of anybody.

I wanted to say, with as much sarcasm as I could put into my voice, "Sir, your poem is both original and interesting, but the part that is interesting is not original, and the part that is original is not interesting." But all I said was, "Not bad, you need to work on it some more.