Quotes About Definition

Love is individual to each person and I dont think you can define it before experiencing it because it isnt going to be the same for everybody.

Love is just a word, but you bring it definition.

The language of wrongness, should, and have to is perfectly suited for this purpose: the more people are trained to think in terms of moralistic judgments that imply wrongness and badness, the more they are being trained to look outside themselves—to outside authorities—for the definition of what constitutes right, wrong, good, and bad. When we are in contact with our feelings and needs, we humans no longer make good slaves and underlings.

With a little effort, anything can be shown to connect with anything else: existence is infinitely cross-referenced. And everything has more than one definition.

Sociopaths cannot love, by definition they do not have higher values, and they almost never feel comfortable in their own skins. They are loveless, amoral, and chronically bored, even the few who become rich and powerful.

By definition prostitutes did not exist, because prostitution has been eliminated by the Revolution. Charges could be brought against them for spreading venereal disease, performing depraved acts or leading a nonproductive life, but by law there were no whores.

An intuitive definition is that a safe refactoring is one that doesn't break a program. Because a refactoring is intended to restructure a program without changing its behavior, a program should perform the same way after a refactoring as it does before.

It was expected, however, that [Erasmus] should make some reply and give some definition. But instead, by availing himself of a rhetorical transition, he drags us who knew nothing of rhetoric away with him, as if the matter at issue here were of no moment, but simply a lot of quibbling, and dashes bravely out of the crowded court, crowned with ivy and laurel.

Faye laughed as her naive belief that the world ever made sense, but what better definition of a scientist could there be than 'a person looking for a way to make sense of the world'?

I don't have any experience with," she faltered, "children like Lily." "Most people don't. It's the demand for perfection in our society and the definition of that perfection that blocks out all other possibilities.

Love is the direct opposite of hate. By definition it's something you can't feel for more than a few minutes at a time, so what's all this bullsh.. about loving somebody for the rest of your life?

We each define our god, and from this definition, we set the criteria for self-love

Love is so holy, so confusing. It makes a man anxious, tormented. Love, how can I define it?

Maybe there was no one way to define it. Maybe there were as many shades of love as the blues of the sky.

I decide that sometimes definitions are wrong. Even if they're written in a dictionary. Identities aren't always separate and distinct. Sometimes they ARE wrapped up with others. Sometimes, for a few minutes, maybe they can even be shared. And if I am ever fortunate enough to return to Mr. Bender's garden, I wonder if the birds will see that piece of him that is wrapped up in me.

The dictionary says my identity should be all about being separate or distinct, and yet it feels like it is so wrapped up in others.

Did he even know what love was? For that matter, did I? Even my parents didn't seem to know. I crossed my arms behind my head as a pillow. Maybe there was no one way to define it. Maybe there were as many shades of love as the blues of the sky.

Vielleicht gab es nicht nur eine einzige Art, Liebe zu definieren. Vielleicht hatte die Liebe so viele Schattierungen wie das Blau am Himmel.

He read up on Jillian Abernathy, the acid attack, and Elysium. Then he looked up the definition of the word. ELYSIUM: ANY PLACE OR CONDITION OF IDEAL BLISS OR COMPLETE HAPPINESS, PARADISE. Good name for a spa, he thought. Then he read the second definition. IN GREEK MYTHOLOGY, A PLACE ASSIGNED TO VIRTUOUS PEOPLE AFTER DEATH.

There were so many things I wasn't that I had difficulty defining myself, especially in relation to Elise, who was so many things.

All of us carry around countless bags of dusty old knickknacks dated from childhood: collected resentments, long list of wounds of greater or lesser significance, glorified memories, absolute certainties that later turn out to be wrong. Humans are emotional pack rats. These bags define us.

Define yourself; you have the monopoly on your life's dictionary.

How do we define "normal?" Quite literally it comes from the Latin norma meaning "carpenter's square." Straight. And "abnormal?" That's from the Greek anomalos, and the Latin abnormis meaning "monstrosity.

A cow is a cow even if you call it beef.