Quotes About Bruno

Bruno's brain might have parachuted somewhere over the Atlantic.

The Gestapo officer in charge of the Jewish labor force, Felix Landau, decided that Bruno was no ordinary Jew, but a necessary one. Think on the term for a moment. What is a necessary human?

At Sporting I have found the trust and I am at home. I had the chance to come and I immediately picked it up.

I didn't play a great deal of sport in primary school. It was not until I went away to boarding school in Sussex that I really got into sport.

It's a miserable story!" said Bruno. "It begins miserably, and it ends miserablier. I think I shall cry. Sylvie, please lend me your handkerchief." "I haven't got it with me," Sylvie whispered. "Then I won't cry," said Bruno manfully.

He wasn't running, said Bruno, and he wasn't crawling. He went struggling along like a portmanteau. And he held his chin ever so high in the air—

When you look at someone like Sacha Baron Cohen, you have to really respect the boundaries he is pushing as Bruno or Borat.

I'm a Cristiano Ronaldo fan and he's a player I've always followed.

I cannot believe it, Sean repeated. It's hypocritical. After the shit she gives me for taking risks? And off she goes, running back to Endicott Falls, today? Like, what the fuck ? To be fair, Bruno pointed out. You ran off to shoot people and blow shit up. She went home to go back to work at her bookstore.

Come on. Let's go up to the kitchen, make some tea. We can try another one of Zia's cupcakes. She made some with chocolate frosting. Lily froze in her tracks. I hate it, she burst out. I'm here, sipping tea and nibbling cupcakes while Bruno's out there? What, should I maybe crochet a white lace doily while I'm at it? Tam and Edie exchanged glances. Tam, spoke, her voice dry. Shot of bourbon, then?

Throughout the entire Christian era theism has lain like an incubus on all intellectual, especially philosophical endeavor and has prevented or stunted all progress; and when anyone has possessed the rare elasticity of mind which alone can slip free of these fetters, his writings have been burned and sometimes their author with them, as happened to Bruno and Vanini.

Perchance you who pronounce my sentence are in greater fear than I who receive it.

Giuliani had christened it the Giordano Bruno, after a Florentine priest burned at the stake in 1600 for suggesting that the stars were like Sol, and might be orbited by other planets where life could exist.

But pantheism is better understood as the idea that God and Nature are two ways of talking about the same thing, and in this sense it is the core religious sensibility of the Enlightenment, from its beginning with Bruno's rediscovery of Lucretius through Locke's proof of a God to the American Revolution. Spinoza did not invent this movement; he epitomized it.

Bruno was a musician with the temperament of an anarchist and the breath of a bartender's dishrag. He gave the lie to bookselling as a genteel occupation.

I'm not bragging, but my reputation among my peers was Bruno was a horse I never got tired.

A clear Brunian 'coincidence of contraries' has surfaced again, for to be happy when miserable translates Bruno's paradoxical motto which preceded his play Candelaio: 'In tristitia hilaris: in hilaritate tristis'—in sad- ness, happiness and in happiness, sadness.

If you go to Rome, you might want to visit the Campo de' Fiori—the "Plain of Flowers"—where there is an imposing statue of Bruno on the very spot where he faced his death.

Philosophy is not in the business of explaining anything. Actual occasions explain what happened, not philosophy.

Politics is not about freshly dead people, but about the living ; not about ghoulish stories of the afterworld, but about gory stories of this world.

During the Inquisition, the renegade monk Giordano Bruno was burned alive at the stake for suggesting that God, in His infinite power, created innumerable worlds.

A man who's as sick as Bruno can't be philosophical.

Bruno, my old faithful. I haven't sufficiently described him. Is it enough to say he is indescribable? No. Better to try and fail than not to try at all.

I know that Southern redhead type," Bruno said, poking at his apple pie.