Quotes About Modern

The modern mind has lost all capacity to wonder. It has lost all capacity to look into the mysterious, into the miraculous - because of knowledge, because it thinks it knows.

Knowledge Qf history frees us to be contemporary.

There's a leadership gap in the modern business world. Young professionals need to step up to the challenge.

Today's sensitive male has learned to share in open frank discussions about relationships like, "Where the hell did you get a crazy idea like that? You been reading Redbook again?"

For me, the fiction writer's job is to take the small, stupid process of learning to use an iPhone - and suddenly you're the guy who's asking your daughter, "When I go on Facebook, can it see me?"

American life, in large cities, is a perpetual assault on the senses and the nerves; it is out of asceticism, out of unworldliness, precisely, that we bear it.

Because more and more in the modern Internet era you came across isolated instances of a mind virus or worm: brains that self-washed, bathed in received ideologies that came down from on high, ideologies that could remain dormant or hidden for years, silent as death until they struck.

But I was not a domesticated animal. The dirt and grit of a city, the unending wakefulness of it, the crowdedness, the constant light obscuring the stars, the omnipresent gasoline fumes, the thousand ways it presaged our destruction... none of these things appealed to me.

more and more in the modern Internet era you came across isolated instances of a mind virus or worm: brains that self-washed, bathed in received ideologies that came down from on high, ideologies that could remain dormant or hidden for years, silent as death until they struck. Almost anything could happen now, and did.

Indeed, Ehrenreich makes it crystal clear throughout the book that she despises monotheism as a form of "deicide" that insists on killing every other god and leads eventually to modern science, which kills everything else.

I marvel at how out of place simple, humble Jesus would be in today's American churches.

I still believe in the Holy Trinity, except now it's Target, Trader Joe's, and IKEA.

Men are so cheap these days. Whatever happened to guys bringing women chocolates or flowers? I've reached the point where the grim reaper could show up at my door and I'd be like, "Oh my God, you brought me a scythe. That's so sweet!"

Vampires have credit cards?" "We're undead, not Amish.

Nowadays, a man ill at ease in his surroundings will pull out his phone, request the Wi-Fi password, and rejoin a virtual sphere where his identity is instantly reaffirmed. Let us all take a moment to consider deeply what isolation was customary before these times arrived!

Everybody sounds stoned, because they're e-mailing people the whole time they're talking to you.

He has never joined the coffee-drinking masses at his neighborhood Starbucks, who assemble daily in order to ignore each other completely—humans of every age and description deafened by headphones, staring dumbly at their glowing screens. Each morning Darren studies them as he waits in line for his double espresso. Then he orders his coffee, sweetens generously, and leaves. The

The day my internet was hooked up was better than having a hot guy check out my butt and ask for my phone number.

Life without a phone is riskier, lonelier, more vivid.

to study the ambitions and appetites of a family launched upon the modern world, making superhuman efforts but always failing because of its own nature and the influences upon it, almost getting there only then to fall back again, and ending up by producing veritable moral monsters, the priest, the murderer, the artist. The times are in turmoil, and it is this turmoil of the moment which I shall depict. (vii)

In fact, there is hardly a modern thinker who does not agree that government, organized authority, or the State, is necessary only to maintain or protect property and monopoly. It has proven efficient in that function only.

Why can't we for once have a meeting in Starbucks?

The miracle of modern science. The LEP pours millions into your department, Foaly, and all you can do is send Mud Boys to the toilet.

Boo-hoo. Help me, I'm a girl. What kind of modern woman are you? A smart one.