Exactly! said Deep Thought. So once you do know what the question actually is, you’ll know what the answer means.
Florida misleading the world in 2022 was the second time I had witnessed them engage in this undesirable behavior.
The motive behind criticism often determines its validity. Those who care criticize where necessary. Those who envy criticize the moment they think that they have found a weak spot.
The only position that leaves me with no cognitive dissonance is atheism. It is not a creed. Death is certain, replacing both the siren-song of Paradise and the dread of Hell. Life on this earth, with all its mystery and beauty and pain, is then to be lived far more intensely: we stumble and get up, we are sad, confident, insecure, feel loneliness and joy and love. There is nothing more; but I want nothing more.
The most important thing is to enjoy your life—to be happy—it’s all that matters.
There can be no time before the Big Bang, but time and space are logical consequences of our Universe appearing after the Big Bang (or a different event) or any other universe.
Time in itself, absolutely, does not exist; it is always relative to some observer or some object. Without a clock I say ‘I do not know the time’ . Without matter time itself is unknowable. Time is a function of matter; and matter therefore is the clock that makes infinity real.
The terrible thing, the almost impossible thing, is to hand over your whole self–all your wishes and precautions–to Christ. But it is far easier than what we are all trying to do instead. For what we are trying to do is to remain what we call “ourselves,” to keep personal happiness as our great aim in life, and yet at the same time be “good.
I had rather be shut up in a very modest cottage with my books, my family and a few old friends, dining on simple bacon, and letting the world roll on as it liked, than to occupy the most splendid post, which any human power can give.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Etiquette tip: If you’re looking for the right time to leave a party, when the host yells, No one leaves here alive, that’s your cue.
I fantasize the night sky to be like a cosmic blue print of my life as I close my eyes and unbutton my heart…. just in case anyone up there is listening.
Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next.
If Relativity Theory kills our deepest convictions, why not start by finding out why we believed in them for millennia?
To develop pataphysical understanding, we must be flexible with our belief systems which have kept us locked into seeing things one way
Feel completely unable to do anything. Try to picture your life in five years. It really seems like you will be dead.
A cold atheistical materialism is the tendency of the so-called material philosophy of the present day.
It was not right, thought Han Fei-tzu, for his wife to die before him: her ancestor-of-the-heart had outlived her husband. Besides, wives should live longer than husbands. Women were more complete inside themselves. They were also better at living in their children. They were never as solitary as a man alone.
Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who’s in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It’s like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven’t seen in a long time.
Socrates himself said, ‘One thing only I know, and this is that I know nothing.’ Remember this statement, because it is an admission that is rare, even among philosophers. Moreover, it can be so dangerous to say in public that it can cost you your life. The most subversive people are those who ask questions. Giving answers is not nearly as threatening. Any one question can be more explosive than a thousand answers.
Dying was and easy thing to accomplish, effortless in its agony. It was living that was hard, requiring endless toil and labor, and for all one’s efforts, it could be stolen in an instant.
Baby, I could watch you watching paint dry, and I still wouldn’t be bored.” Garrett Graham, my own personal sweet-talker.
Today is the one that introduces Yesterday to Tomorrow. If it weren’t for Today, Nostalgia would never meet Hope.
The fear of death never left me; I couldn’t get used to the thought; I would still sometimes shake and weep with terror. By contrast, the fact of existence here and now sometimes took on a glorious splendour.
Everything I do has the tinge of the finite, of my own demise. At some point you either accept death or you just keep pushing it back as you get older and older. I’ve accepted it.
Any time women come together with a collective intention, it’s a powerful thing. Whether it’s sitting down making a quilt, in a kitchen preparing a meal, in a club reading the same book, or around the table playing cards, or planning a birthday party, when women come together with a collective intention, magic happens.
I think to think. Not to be thought-full, or to reach a point of wisdom or acquire a grace of knowledge. I think for the sensuality of thought.
The first step to the knowledge of the wonder and mystery of life is the recognition of the monstrous nature of the earthly human realm as well as its glory, the realization that this is just how it is and that it cannot and will not be changed. Those who think they know how the universe could have been had they created it, without pain, without sorrow, without time, without death, are unfit for illumination.
No matter the self-conceited importance of our labors we are all compost for worlds we cannot yet imagine.
Rosencrantz: We might as well be dead. Do you think death could possibly be a boat?Guildenstern: No, no, no… Death is…not. Death isn’t. You take my meaning. Death is the ultimate negative. Not-being. You can’t not-be on a boat.Rosencrantz: I’ve frequently not been on boats.Guildenstern: No, no, no–what you’ve been is not on boats.
There will be no yelling at people who are bleeding themselves to unconsciousness.
Focusing his mind, he searches for any sign of death in the forest. But nothing. Prana diminishes with death. He won’t know if the dead bird is far away.
I learned a long time ago the wisest thing I can do is be on my own side, be an advocate for myself and others like me.
We should remember that there was once a discipline called natural philosophy. Unfortunately, this discipline seems not to exist today. It has been renamed science, but science of today is in danger of losing much of the natural philosophy aspect.
If someone were to harm my family or a friend or somebody I love, I would eat them. I might end up in jail for 500 years, but I would eat them.
Nothing exists except atoms and empty space; everything else is opinion.
Time is a player. Time is part of today, not simply a measure of its passing.
You never know beforehand what people are capable of, you have to wait, give it time, it’s time that rules, time is our gambling partner on the other side of the table and it holds all the cards of the deck in its hand, we have to guess the winning cards of life, our lives.
Love knows not distance; it hath no continent; its eyes are for the stars.
Actually, I didn’t make the claim that Ruby follows the principle of least surprise. Someone felt the design of Ruby follows that philosophy, so they started saying that. I didn’t bring that up, actually.
I love and collect contemporary art and go to all the art fairs. I love Damien Hirst and Matthew Barney. I grew up in Italy and had a humanistic education in philosophy and literature – things I love and appreciate. People are richer and more complex than just their day-to-day professional pursuits might suggest.
To put meaning in one’s life may end in madness,
But life without meaning is the torture
Of restlessness and vague desire–
It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.
I’ll never know, and neither will you, of the life you don’t choose. We’ll only know that whatever that sister life was, it was important and beautiful and not ours. It was the ghost ship that didn’t carry us. There’s nothing to do but salute it from the shore.
As for being pawns, aren’t we all pawns in the hands of Time, the greatest player of them all?
Day, the champion of the people, the one who can’t bear to see those around him suffer on his behalf, who would gladly give his life for those he loves.
…do you actually think that how long a person grieves is a measure of how much they loved someone?
All space exploration is risky. As an astronaut, I had to decide each and every time I went to space whether or not to risk my life for the mission.
But all that is warm will go cold. My ears will fall off and my eyes will melt. My mouth will be clamped shut. My lips will turn to glue….No taste or smell or touch or sound.Nothing to look at. Total emptiness for ever.
Every year, many, many stupid people graduate from college. And if they can do it, so can you.
Even her name seemed empty, as though it had detached itself from her and was floating untethered in his mind. How am I supposed to live without you? It was not a matter of the body; his body would carry on as usual. The problem was located in the word how: he would live, but without Elspeth the flavour, the manner, the method of living were lost to him. He would have to relearn solitude.
Shouldn’t someone give a pep talk or something? Minho asked, pulling Thomas’s attention away from Alby.Go ahead, Newt replied.Minho nodded and faced the crowd. Be careful, he said dryly. Don’t die.
Stay in the center, and you will be ready to move in any direction.
This web of time – the strands of which approach one another, bifurcate, intersect or ignore each other through the centuries – embraces every possibility. We do not exist in most of them. In some you exist and not I, while in others I do, and you do not.
No one ever said on their deathbed, ‘Gee, I wish I had spent more time alone with my computer’.
I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn’t, than live as if there isn’t and to die to find out that there is.
I’ve developed into quite a swan. I’m one of those people that will probably look better and better as I get older – until I drop dead of beauty.
I can just close my eyes and let myself fall into oblivion. Maybe I’ll hit the exact same rocks and my blood will mingle with his and maybe there’s some kind of life after death and he’s waiting for me there with his hand outstretched just like mine.But…I don’t want to die.I try to twist my body backwards and pain shoots up my neck.It’s too late.I chose life too late.
And there was that trick he did with time, making it speed up when we were together and drag til I saw him again.