Quotes About Utility

This imagination which knows no bounds is henceforth allowed to be exercised only in strict accordance with the laws of an arbitrary utility; it is incapable of assuming this inferior role for very long and, in the vicinity of the twentieth year, generally prefers to abandon man to his lusterless fate.

As for clothing, [...] perhaps we are led oftener by the love of novelty, and a regard for the opinions of men, in procuring it, than by a true utility. [...] No man ever stood the lower in my estimation for having a patch in his clothes; yet I am sure that there is greater anxiety, commonly, to have fashionable, or at least clean and unpatched clothes, than to have a sound conscience.

When I was six, someone in my family gave me a yellow pencil holder that had my name printed on it. I still have it, and when I'm doing table work in rehearsal, I use it to carry my highlighters and other writing utensils. I love it.

We need for people to understand that... yes, we want you to hold bitcoin but we also want to increase the utility of bitcoin.

More than trends, consumers need functionality. Everything needs an element of fashion, but that's more like a spice.

People don't want quarter-inch drills. They want quarter-inch holes.

People don't want to buy a quarter-inch drill. They want to buy a quarter-inch hole!

I think Google should be like a Swiss Army knife: clean, simple, the tool you want to take everywhere.

Current utility and historical origin are different subjects.

Most people make the mistake of thinking design is what it looks like. People think it's this veneer — that the designers are handed this box and told, 'Make it look good!' That's not what we think design is. It's not just what it looks like and feels like. Design is how it works.

Someone once told me they didn't like taking the lid off the kettle because they'd just lose it in the kitchen, so we made a kettle with an attached lid that you slide. It was in response to that that we made one that did something different.

Any woman who has attempted to slip a credit card into an inch-deep trouser pocket knows about the annoying puzzle of women's clothing: Pockets rarely work.

I'm a guy that is willing to do whatever it is for the team, whether it is a kick returner, whether it be a punt returner, whether it be running down on kickoffs, whether it's line up in the slot, whether it's run a dummy play, fake play.

I have a Crock-Pot, and I have an All-Clad slow-cooker - I have two different ones. The All-Clad is larger, for maybe a gang of people, and my Crock-Pot's a little smaller if I'm just making something for myself.

I hate things that work well but don't smell good.

It's funny, I probably have 500 pairs of shoes - all these sneakers or whatever that I've collected - but when push comes to shove, I always end up wearing the same two or three pairs.

Wherever your life ends, it is all there. The utility of living consists not in the length of days, but in the use of time; a man may have lived long, and yet lived but a little. Make use of time while it is present with you. It depends upon your will, and not upon the number of days, to have a sufficient length of life.

L'utilité du vivre n'est pas en l'espace: elle est en l'usage.

Let what I here set down meet with correction or applause, it shall be of equal welcome and utility to me [...]And yet, always submitting to the authority of their censure, which has an absolute power over me, I thus rashly venture at everything.

Hay que admitir más bien que el poder produce saber (y no simplemente favoreciéndolo porque le sirva o aplicándolo porque sea útil); que poder y saber se implican directamente el uno al otro; que no existe relación de poder sin constitución correlativa de un campo de saber, ni de saber que no suponga y no constituya al mismo tiempo relaciones de poder.

But then he told himself: What does it really mean to be useful? Today's world, just as it is, contains the sum of the utility of all people of all times. Which implies: The highest morality consists in being useless.

I was good with maps, plain and simple. But what obsessed me about them was never their scientific utility. I did not look on them as mere tools but as mysterious and almost sentient beings.37 Maps spoke to me. They still do.

There would not be much left if every useful thing that could be turned to bad ends were destroyed.

the vase once had an extremely common use. Most probably it was used for cooking-oil. It was made by a designer of those times, when art and life went hand in hand and there was no such thing as a work of art to look at and just any old thing to use. I