Quotes About Intelligence

The older I grow and the more I abandon myself to God's will, the less I value intelligence that wants to know and will that wants to do; and as the only element of salvation I recognize faith, which can wait patiently, without asking too many questions.

Having reached the end of my poor sinner's life, my hair now white, I grow old as the world does, waiting to be lost in the bottomless pit of silent and deserted divinity, sharing in the light of angelic intelligences;

Deception is a state of mind and the mind of the state (attributed to James Jesus Angleton)

No está mal. Ya estamos en el umbral en el que sospechamos que algo no funciona, pero es necesario un esfuerzo para demostrar qué es lo que no cuadra y por qué. El estúpido es muy insidioso. Al imbécil se le reconoce enseguida (y al cretino ni qué decir), mientras que el estúpido razona casi como uno, sólo que con una desviación infinitesimal.

Se publican muchos libros escritos por estúpidos, porque a primera vista son muy convincentes. El redactor editorial no está obligado a reconocer al estúpido.

In hanc utilitatem clementes angeli saepe figuras, characteres, formas et voces invenerunt proposueruntque nobis mortalibus et ignotas et stupendas nullius rei iuxta consuetum linguae usum significativas, sed per rationis nostrae summam admirationem in assiduam intelligibilium per-vestigationem, deinde in illorum ipsorum venerationem et amorem inductivas.

para no acabar haciendo el necio, prefiero no empezar haciendo el listo.

Adso —me dijo con impaciencia el maestro—, aprende a razonar con tu cabeza. —Después cambió de tema—: Ahora debemos interrogar a algunas personas. Al menos —añadió mientras exploraba la meseta con la mirada— mientras sigan vivas.

No, eso es árabe, tonto! ¡Tenía razón Bacon cuando decía que el primer deber de un sabio es el de estudiar las lenguas! —¡Pero tampoco vos sabéis árabe! —replicaba yo picado. Y Guillermo respondía: —¡Pero al menos me doy cuenta cuando algo está en árabe!

I remembered one of the many stories about him: some impudent young Parisian had made a malicious reference in his presence to the latest theories suggesting a link between primitive man and lower species. Dumas replied: "Yes, sir, I do indeed come from the monkey. But you, sir, are returning to one!

I am fascinated by stupidity] because normal intelligence is boring. Two plus two makes four - finished. You have no possibilities! Stupidity is infinite. Two plus two can make billions of different numbers.

He emphasized the huge gap between the mental abilities of apes and humans and pointed out (mistakenly) that the human brain had a unique anatomical structure called the 'hippocampus minor', which he said was entirely absent in apes.

Look at you. Finally, you look upset. Is that what's bothering you now?' She stepped close to him and pushed him hard in the chest, making him stumble backwards. 'The fact that you didn't predict this? Didn't work it out? That you're not as smart as you thought you were? the great Tony Hill fucked up and now my brother's dead?' She pushed him again and he had to twist away to avoid falling down the stairs.

The ability to laugh at yourself is a sign of higher intelligence.

Grace, personality, and intelligence are the things you love about yourself on the inside--and you can love them about yourself on the outside, too.

Un giorno che Å trum le aveva detto qualcosa a proposito dell'eterna giovinezza d'animo di Aleksandra Vladimirovna, Ljudmila era sbottata: «È vecchia ed egoista, altro che giovane». «Non è egoismo, il suo. La nonna è una populista» aveva detto Nadja, aggiungendo: «E i populisti sono brava gente, ma con poco cervello».

An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise.

People do not read stupidities with impunity.

Let no one misunderstand our idea; we do not confound what are called 'political opinions' with that grand aspiration after progress with that sublime patriotic, democratic, and human faith, which, in our days, should be the very foundation of all generous intelligence.

Does there exist an Infinity outside ourselves? Is that infinity One, immanent and permanent, necessarily having substance, since He is infinite and if He lacked matter He would be limited, necessarily possessing intelligence since He is infinite and, lacking intelligence, He would be in that sense finite. Does this Infinity inspire in us the idea of essense, while to ourselves we can only attribute the idea of existence? In order words, is He not the whole of which we are but the part?

On ne lit pas impunément des niaiseries

Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant.

Yok ettikleri insan?n bir zekas?, hayata güvenen bir akl?, ölüme haz?r olmayan bir ruhu olduÄŸunu hiç düÅŸünmemiÅŸler midir?

La pensée est le labeur de l'intelligence, la rêverie en est la volupté.