To weigh and evaluate a vast grid of information, much of it meaningless, and to arrive at sensible, if erroneous, conclusions, is a skill not to be sneezed at.
To weigh and evaluate a vast grid of information, much of it meaningless, and to arrive at sensible, if erroneous, conclusions, is a skill not to be sneezed at.
What did the Romans say? “De gustibus non est disputandum”: It is worthless to discuss personal taste. It is called 'personal' for a reason.
Forget dice rolling or boxes of chocolates as metaphors for life. Think of yourself as a dreaming robot on autopilot, and you'll be much closer to the truth.
Believe in human beings - not all are good, but deep down all can be. But that doesn't mean you need to hang around crappy people and try to turn them around.
It is human nature to try hardest to accomplish the very thing we are told is impossible. Why? Because innately we know that nothing's impossible.
Many people genuinely do not wish to be saints, and it is possible that some who achieve or aspire to sainthood have never had much temptation to be human beings.
It seemed to us that all people to a greater or lesser degree belong to one of these two types, that almost every one of us resembles either Don Quixote or Hamlet.
Humans are strange. … They value punishment because they think it means their actions are important—that they are important. … it's vanity.
Everyone judges constantly: positively judging one person is the same as negatively judging everyone else; it is to say that that person is superior in some sense.
The human soul is heavy, clumsy, held in the mud of the flesh. Its perceptions are still coarse and brutish. It can divine nothing clearly, nothing with certainty.
his legacy, if there is one, is that I try to do my best to see people whole, for who they are and what they've been through. especially those who matters to me
He never seemed to grasp the immense mutability of human nature, nor to appreciate that behind every nondescript face lay a wild and unique hinterland like his own.
Cine naiba se crede el ?”. Întrebarea nu i se adresa lui Cézanne în particular, ci speciei umane în general. Cine se credeau oamenii ?
Love is a sentiment precipitated by an illusionary excitement which seldom fades away leaving the victims in utter hope and distraction to love and be loved in return
A sensible person is one who has a sensitive nature towards all living creatures and this is his or her best personality features towards the positive outlook in life