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Quote:- Landscape is my religion....God in a green legend, I lean over the poolIn a testament of leaves. I dangle my twinkling mood Before me in a cool cave roofed with branchesAnd floored with a skin of water.
The Poems of Norman MacCaig
Author:- Norman MacCaig
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Language as putative science. - The significance of language for the evolution of culture lies in this, that mankind set up in language a separate world beside the other world, a place it took to be so firmly set that, standing upon it, it could lift the rest of the world off its hinges and make itself master of it. To the extent that man has for long ages believed in the concepts and names of things as in aeternae veritates he has appropriated to himself that pride by which he raised himself above the animal: he really thought that in language he possessed knowledge of the world. The sculptor of language was not so modest as to believe that he was only giving things designations, he conceived rather that with words he was expressing supreame knowledge of things; language is, in fact, the first stage of occupation with science. Here, too, it is the belief that the truth has been found out of which the mightiest sources of energy have flowed. A great deal later - only now - it dawns on men that in their belief in language they have propagated a tremendous error. Happily, it is too late for the evolution of reason, which depends on this belief, to be put back. - Logic too depends on presuppositions with which nothing in the real world corresponds, for example on the presupposition that there are identical things, that the same thing is identical at different points of time: but this science came into existence through the opposite belief (that such conditions do obtain in the real world). It is the same with mathematics, which would certainly not have come into existence if one had known from the beginning that there was in nature no exactly straight line, no real circle, no absolute magnitude.
Human, All Too Human: A Book for Free Spirits
Author:- Friedrich Nietzsche
Category:- science
Quote:- Language disguises thought.
Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus
Author:- Ludwig Wittgenstein
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- Language has not the power to speak what love inditesThe soul lies buried in the Ink that writes
The Later Poems, 1837-1864: Volumes I and II
Author:- John Clare
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Language imparts identity, meaning, and perspective to our human condition. Writers are either polluters or part of the cleanup.
Author:- Mary Pipher
Category:- inspiration
Quote:- Language is the basis of culture and consciousness, so, once humans had language, they became capable of using culture to override biology (using memes to drive humanity rather than genes; using idea mutations rather than gene mutations) and thus freed humanity from animalism and instinct. The new dawn of consciousness, culture and knowledge had arrived.
Children See Dead People: Children's Spooky Powers
Author:- Rob Armstrong
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- Language is the mother, not the handmaiden, of thought; words will tell you things you never thought or felt before.
Author:- W.H. Auden
Category:- best
Quote:- Language necessarily involves bringing any particular under more and more general and universal labels. That’s what conceptualization is all about: reducing particular things to fewer and fewer generalizations and universals, until, ultimately, reality is reduced to just one universal, the supreme concept that explains everything. This one concept is the Principle of Sufficient Reason (PSR). The whole point of concepts is to reach more and more general and universal levels until we ultimately arrive at one concept – the ultimate universal which explains the whole of reality. That concept is the PSR.
The Stairway to Consciousness: The Birth of Self-Awareness from Unconscious Archetypes
Author:- Thomas Stark
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- Lara. The power of the Triangle is the power of a god. Take that power, and every other person in the world becomes a bit player on your stage. Their lives become figments of a dream that you're having." — Lord Richard Croft
Lara Croft: Tomb Raider
Author:- Dave Stern
Category:- time
Quote:- Las cosas están hechas para gustar de ellas, pero no significa que a todos les gusten.
Incomprendidas
Author:- Barbara Matta
Category:- inspiration
Quote:- Las lágrimas que no se lloranesperan en pequeños lagos?O serán ríos invisiblesque corren hacia la tristeza?
Author:- Pablo Neruda
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Las personas con un alto nivel de tolerancia al aburrimiento tienen tiempo de sobra para pensar.
Author:- Stephen King
Category:- time
Quote:- Las personas que viven su vida desde el lado del victimismo prefieren ser eso, víctimas, porque es mucho más fácil culpar a los demás de sus fracasos antes de reconocer sus propios errores o limitaciones.
Miles de emociones con tu nombre
Author:- Ana Forner
Category:- Life
Quote:- Las verdaderas historias de amor no terminan nunca.
Paper Hearts
Author:- Claire Contreras
Category:- Love
Quote:- Laser technology has fulfilled our people's ancient dream of a blade so fine that the person it cuts remains standing and alive until he moves and cleaves. Until we move, none of us can be sure that we have not already been cut in half, or in many pieces, by a blade of light. It is safest to assume that our throats have already been slit, that the slightest alteration in our postures will cause the painless severance of our heads.
Author:- Ben Lerner
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Last night I lost the world, and gained the universe.
Author:- C. JoyBell C.
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- Last Night the Rain Spoke to Me"Last nightthe rainspoke to meslowly, saying,what joyto come fallingout of the brisk cloud,to be happy againin a new wayon the earth!That’s what it saidas it dropped,smelling of iron,and vanishedlike a dream of the oceaninto the branchesand the grass below.Then it was over.The sky cleared.I was standingunder a tree.The tree was a treewith happy leaves,and I was myself,and there were stars in the skythat were also themselvesat the moment,at which momentmy right handwas holding my left handwhich was holding the treewhich was filled with starsand the soft rain—imagine! imagine!the wild and wondrous journeysstill to be ours.
What Do We Know
Author:- Mary Oliver
Category:- poetry