Quotes About Wisdom

Desiring truth, awaiting it, laboriously distilling a few words, forever desiring ---

They were boastful, triumphant; it seemed to both that they had read every book in the world; known every sin, passion, and joy. Civilizations stood round them like flowers ready for picking. Ages lapped at their feet like waves fit for sailing.

I've seen more trouble come from long engagements than from any other forms of human folly.

Her simplicity fathomed what clever people falsified.

Was it wisdom? Was it knowledge? Was it, once more, the deceptiveness of beauty, so that all one's perceptions, half way to truth, were tangled in a golden mesh?

Read a thousand books and your words will flow like a river.

For the philosopher is right who says that nothing is thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy

Why does Samuel Butler say, "Wise men never say what they think of women"? Wise men never say anything else apparently.

how to see the truth is our great chance in this world.

To know the truth—to accept without bitterness

ViaÈ›a este ceea ce vezi în ochii oamenilor; viaÈ›a este ceea ce aceÈ™tia înva?? È™i, înv??ând, nu înceteaz? niciodat? s? fie conÈ™tienÈ›i de asta, deÈ™i încearc? s-o ascund? - ce anume?

I am growing up,' she thought, taking her taper. 'I am losing my illusions, perhaps to acquire new ones

now that one was mature then, said Peter, one could watch, one could understand, and one did not lose the power of feeling, he said. No, that is true, said Sally. She felt more deeply, more passionately, every year. It increased, he said, alas, perhaps, but one should be glad of it-- it went on increasing in his experience.

How terrible old age was, she thought; shearing off all one's faculties, one by one, but leaving something alive in the centre.

There are perhaps more of the qualities that matter among the ignorant then among the learned. But again, what a vile thing the rabble is!

It's books, sighed Helen, lifting an armful of sad volumes from the floor to the shelf. Greek from morning to night. If ever Miss Rachel marries, Chailey, pray that she may marry a man who doesn't know his ABC.

the sort of fish that a good fisherman puts back into the water so that it may grow fatter and be one day worth cooking and eating.

Mi az élet értelme? Ez volt az egész - ez az egyszer? kérdés, mely a múló évekkel egyre jobban bekeríti az embert. A nagy kinyilatkoztatás nem jött még el soha. A nagy kinyilatkoztatás talán nem jön el már soha.

One must strain off what was personal and accidental in all these impressions and so reach the pure fluid, the essential oil of truth.

If truth is not to be found on the shelves of the British Museum, where, I asked myself, picking up a notebook and a pencil, is truth?

quién va a exigir juicio crítico a un enfermo o sensatez al postrado en la cama?

Mrs. Ramsay did in her own heart infinitely prefer boobies to clever men who wrote dissertations.

Knowledge comes through suffering.

The compensation of growing old, Peter Walsh thought, coming out of Regent's Park, and holding his hat in hand, was simply this; that the passions remain as strong as ever, but one has gained-at last! — the power which adds the supreme flavour to existence, — the power of taking hold of experience, of turning it round, slowly, in the light.