Quotes About Limitation

Life is a peephole, a single tiny entry onto a vastness--how can I not dwell on this brief, cramped view of things? This peephole is all I've got!

I thought I would run out of paper. It was the pens that ran out.

Within the limits of their nature, they make do with what they have.

a tie is a noose

I just don't think I'm built for running fifty miles," I said. "Everyone is built for running," he said.

It was the doomed competition with photography that had led painting to lose its ways in the mindless transcription of reality. Admittedly the scorn for realism had been a traditional theme of premodern art theory, often mapped onto onto a geographic distinction. The direct imitation of reality was the northern European weakness, a limitation to be countered by an idealism cultivated in the Mediterranean realm.

A well frog knows nothing of the ocean for it is bound by its space. The Spring insect knows nothing of the Winter because it is bound to a single season.

If he weren't so thoroughly wrung out, he could kill the bastard on the spot. In his present condition, he'd be lucky to strangle a gnat

I don't want to have the terrible limitation of those who live merely from what can make sense. Not I: I want an invented truth.

I don't want to have the terrible limitation of those who live merely from what can make sense. Not I: I want an invented truth. What shall I tell you? I shall tell you the instants. I go too far and only then do I exist and in a feverish way.

No entender" era tan vasto que sobrepasaba a cualquier entender - entender era siempre limitado-. Pero no-entender no tenía fronteras y llevaba al infinito, al Dios.

My expectations closed the world to me.

No quiero tener la terrible limitación de quien vive sólo de lo que puede tener un sentido. Yo no: lo que quiero es una verdad inventada.

I don't want to have the terrible limitation of those who live merely from what can make sense. Not I: I want an invented truth.

Mis previsiones me cerraban el mundo.

I don't want to have the terrible limitation of those who live merely from what can make sense.

Não quero ter a terrível limitação de quem vive apenas do que é passível de fazer sentido.

Não quero ter a terrível limitação de quem vive apenas do que é passível de fazer sentido. Eu não: quero é uma verdade inventada.

Capta essa outra coisa de que na verdade falo porque eu mesma não posso.

Science repulses the indefinite.

Anchored in unknowing, I yearn to rise out of the restlessness of my own forms of helplessness inside a structure that constricts possibilities.

Cultural analysis is intrinsically incomplete. And, worse than that, the more deeply it goes the less complete it is.

Not everybody can enter an open door. Even the gates of heaven have limited slots during the open season.

We do not see God as he is in himself. We behold him in his works. We name him according to the manner in which he has revealed himself in his works. To see God face to face is for us impossible, at least here on earth. If, nevertheless, God wills that we should know him, he must needs descend to the level of the creature. He must needs accommodate himself to our limited, finite, human consciousness.