Quotes About Inf

From the landscape: a sense of scale. From the dead: a sense of scale.

His shoulder blots out the stars but the minutes don't stop. He covers my body with his body but the minutes don't stop.

my first wife passed away in the spring of—" and for a moment he is touched with terror. The spring of what? Past? Future? What is any spring but a mindless rearrangement of cells in the crust of the spinning earth as it floats in endless circuit of its sun? What is the sun itself but one of a billion insensible stars forever going nowhere into nothingness? Infinity!

Some rules are bigger than the universe.

the future stands still dear Mr Kappus, but we move in infinite space.

But when we talk about God, we're talking about the very straightforward affirmation that everything has a singular, common source and is infinitely, endlessly, deeply connected.

The universe has been expanding for over thirteen billion years, and we never stop being invited to expand along with it.

Holism is when two plus two equals infinity.

Any custom is man-made and is therefore a finite attempt to describe an infinity of relationships. It follows as the night from day that any custom necessarily has its exceptions.

Infinity" is not a number; it is a metaphysical hang-up.)

Existence is larger than any model that is not itself the exact size of existence....

he had an ego so large that only by contemplating the mathematical definition of infinity could anything so limitless be imagined.

And so on, ad infinitum. To account for our perception of our perception — our ability to perceive that we perceive — we have three heads, and to account for that, four heads, and to account for our ability to carry this analysis onward forever, we have infinite heads . . . A

According to Alfred Korzybski, any "idea" or mental state is a brain circuit which the brain itself can contemplate, thereby having an idea about the idea, or a mental state about the mental state, etc. There is no theoretical or real limit to the higher-ordering process; it is the "Infinity Within" of which mystics speak.

Mind" is a tool invented by the universe to see itself; but it can never see all of itself, for much the same reason that you can't see your own back (without mirrors). Or as Alan Watts liked to say, because the tongue ultimately cannot taste the tongue.

It is not nonsense. We are merely confronting infinity where we least expected to encounter it — in our own lonely selves.

In short, we are living in a mental transform space--Tielhard de Chardin's noösphere--that is, an omnidimensional halo expanding towards infinity in all directions. And the electronic center of this halo of mentation, this noösphere, is poentially everywhere. It is all available to you right where you are sitting now. Just plug in a terminal. The machine doesn't care who or what you are.

We have seen Reality and found it an abyss indeed; Blake only claimed to see infinity in a grain of sand, but Joyce has shown us the infinity by opening every hour of an ordinary day to endless interpretations and re-interpretations.

What if we still ride on, we two With life for ever old yet new, Changed not in kind but in degree, The instant made eternity

No hay fin. No hay principio. Tan sólo el tiempo eterno que gira sobre sí mismo.

The heart can think of no devotion Greater than being shore to the ocean- Holding the curve of one position, Counting an endless repetition.

There seemed to be no end to this wood, and no beginning, and no difference in it, and, worst of all, no way out.

Time and space, he thought. What a hodgepodge.

The beginning is the end is the beginning.