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Progress just means bad things happen faster.
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philosphy
humor
life
truth
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Terry Pratchett |
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It is only through mystery and madness that the soul is revealed
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philosphy
mystery
soul
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Thomas Moore |
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If we believe in nothing, if nothing has any meaning and if we can affirm no values whatsoever, then everything is possible and nothing has any importance.
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philosphy
nihilism
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Albert Camus |
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There was just such a man when I was young--an Austrian who invented a new way of life and convinced himself that he was the chap to make it work. He tried to impose his reformation by the sword, and plunged the civilized world into misery and chaos. But the thing which this fellow had overlooked, my friend, was that he had a predecessor in the reformation business, called Jesus Christ. Perhaps we may assume that Jesus knew as much as the Austrian did about saving people. But the odd thing is that Jesus did not turn the disciples into strom troopers, burn down the Temple at Jerusalem, and fix the blame on Pontius Pilate. On the contrary, he made it clear that the business of the philosopher was to make ideas , and to impose them on people.
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war
philosphy
jesus
free-will
ideas-are-power
might
reformation
hitler
jesus-christ
ideas
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T.H. White |
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Arrogance on the part of the meritorious is even more offensive to us than the arrogance of those without merit: for merit itself is offensive.
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philosphy
inspirational
arrogance
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Friedrich Nietzsche |
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Power rests on the kind of knowledge one holds. What is the sense of knowing things that are useless?
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philosphy
life-lessons
life
power
thought
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Carlos Castaneda |
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But it was not only a feeling of guilt which drove him into danger. He detested the pettiness that made life semilife and men semimen. He wished to put his life on one of a pair of scales and death on the other. He wished each of his acts, indeed each day, each hour, each second of his life to be measured against the supreme criterion, which is death. That was why he wanted to march at the head of the column, to walk on a tightrope over an abyss, to have a halo of bullets around his head and thus to grow in everyone's eyes and become unlimited as death is unlimited. . .
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philosphy
existentialist
novel
psychology
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Milan Kundera |