Quotes About Limits

He had come into a view of mutability, and I too could see that one is only ostensibly born to remain in specified limits.

Your inability to see other possibilities and your lack of vocabulary are your brain's limits, not the universe's.

Surely no one would ever use such a weapon against a city. There are no limits in war, Volger said, still staring out the window.

?nsan?n do?as? s?n?rl?d?r," diye devam ettim. "Sevince, kedere, ac?lara ancak belli bir dereceye dek dayanabilir ve o derece a??l?rsa, insan yok olur. Yani söz konusu olan, birinin güçlü ya da zay?f olup olmad??? de?ildir! Kendi ya?ant?s?na ne ölçüde dayanabiliyor, mesele budur!

Human nature," I continued, "has its limits. It is able to endure a certain degree of joy, sorrow, and pain, but becomes annihilated as soon as this measure is exceeded. The question, therefore, is, not whether a man is strong or weak, but whether he is able to endure the measure of his sufferings. The suffering may be moral or physical; and in my opinion it is just as absurd to call a man a coward who destroys himself, as to call a man a coward who dies of a malignant fever.

La naturaleza humana tiene sus límites; puede soportar la alegría, la pena, el dolor hasta cierto punto; pero, al fin sucumbe cuando se pasa de ahí.

Dear Wilhelm, I have thought a great deal about Man's desire to go out into the world, make new discoveries and go a-wandering, and, on the other hand, about that deep-seated impulse to be contented with limits that are imposed, and gladly to proceed as custom dictates, with no interest in what goes beyond the daily round.

L'uomo è uomo, e quel briciolo d'intelligenza che uno può avere entra poco o nulla in gioco, quando la passione infuria e i limiti dell'umano gli si stringono intorno opprimendolo.

My friend!" I exclaimed, "man is but man; and, whatever be the extent of his reasoning powers, they are of little avail when passion rages within, and he feels himself confined by the narrow limits of nature.

We're obliged to acknowledge the limits of reason; and to acknowledge the necessary reality of the realms to which reason has no access.

History is concerned primarily with human phenomena, not with natural; and history is doubly human because, as an idea, it is man's creation, challenging him to transcend the limits of information about himself and to discover what he is by finding meaning in what he has done. In short, it is man's commentary on man.

This is the nature of social existence. We talk in order to impose limits, to contain the world in a narrow frame.

The materialist philosophy says that in a godless world all we need do to overthrow the laws of economics and the limits of human nature is shed enough blood and make enough sacrifices of other innocent people, and the mouths of endless cornucopias will be opened. You cannot make an omelet without a genocide of innocent eggs, and without Walter Duranty to get a Pulitzer for lying his ass off about it.

In the province of the mind, what one believes to be true, either is true or becomes true within certain limits. These limits are to be found experientially and experimentally. When the limits are determined, it is found that they are further beliefs to be transcended. In the province of the mind, there are no limits. The body imposes definite limits.

In the province of the mind, what one believes to be true is true or becomes true, within certain limits to be found experientially and experimentally. These limits are further beliefs to be transcended. In the mind there are no limits.

The   providence of God, I grant, does not indeed preclude the faithful from   caring for themselves; but let them do it in such a way, that they may   not overstep their prescribed bounds.

God has placed clear limits on Man's intelligence, but none on his stupidity.

The way our group or class does things tends to determine the proper objects of attention, and thus to prescribe the directions and limits of observation and memory. What is strange or foreign (that is to say outside the activities of the groups) tends to be morally forbidden and intellectually suspect.

The two limits of every unit of thinking are a perplexed, troubled, or confused situation at the beginning, and a cleared up, unified, resolved situation at the close.

It is tragic and sad and chaotic and lovely. All life is the same, as citizens of the human State: the animating limits are within, to be killed and mourned, over and over again.

If we believe in magic, we'll live a magical life. If we believe our life is defined by narrow limits, we've suddenly made those beliefs real.

Life entails risk, and you have to draw some lines.

Reaching too deep into something not meant for you is full of pain. Figure out what you can have and work on that

Charitably... I think... sometimes, perhaps, one must change or die. And, in the end, there were, perhaps, limits to how much he could let himself change.