Quotes About Wisdom

Remember, to know and not to do is really not to know.

Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret. —AMBROSE BIERCE

A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in baskets of silver.

Isn't the Almighty always saying something, girl? Speaking through everything created, whispering in your hopes and dreams. Urging you to get on with business?

Si bien en el presente el pasado ya ha sucedido, es preciso extremar la prudencia para no poner en peligro lo presente a través de lo pasado al hacerlo presente>>

Unfortunately it's an incontrovertible fact that sound common sense flies out of the window as soon as love comes in through the door.

No one can know everything

common sense flies out the window as soon as love comes in through the door.

but then logic had never been my strong point.

It's always easy to be wise after the event.

Confucius says the wise man forgets insults just as the ungrateful man forgets good deeds.

Es heißt auch immer, dass der Verstand in Augenblicken höchster Gefahr am besten arbeitet und einem glasklare Einfälle schenkt. Aber das war bei mir ebenso wenig der Fall.

En cuanto el amor entra en juego, el sentido común se esfuma.

With courage you will dare to take risks, have the strength to be compassionate, and the wisdom to be humble. Courage is the foundation of integrity.

the gut had a mind of its own

The riddles of God are more satisfying than the solutions of man.

I do seriously think that the most profound criticism of the culture of our time can be found in a sentence which, I believe, was written by Artemus Ward, which runs, I think: "It isn't so much people's ignorance that does the harm as it is their knowing so many things that ain't so.

It is one of the million wild jests of truth that we know nothing until we know nothing.

Tip for the day: never eat a bible when you're starving to death.

A dictionary contains all the books ever written, and all the books that will ever be written.

Be conten with who you are and wish not change nor dread your last day nor look on to it.

I would like a dictionary though. A dictionary contains all the books ever written and all the books that will ever be written. That's something isn't it? The words aren't in the right order, of course, but it's still something.

It's like the difference between a well-constructed ball of string and a raggedy old pile of knots. With the ball of string you can get hold of one end, slowly unravel it and eventually you'll find out where it comes from. But with the pile of knots you pull on one and the whole things moves at once. . . . The austere simplicity of fiction versus the tangled wool of fact. Who said that? Einstein again? . . . Or did I?

If we need to press creases in reality to make sense of the world around us - turn grey into black and white - then how, precisely, do we know where to run our irons?