What do I feel? Like a large winged creature dropped you into my life but forgot to leave the operating manual. Love and Other Sins
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Quote:- What do I mean by locked in time? I mean, first of all, that we characteristically view mobile phenomena in immobile terms. We see processes like love and education as established circumstances rather than as complex temporal organisms whose lives depend on regular nourishment and renewal. Conversely, we tend to accept our own fear, weakness and ignorance as chronic disabilities rather than facing them, as we should, with the awareness that they are temporary and surmountable. Like still cameras, our minds consistently convert motion into stasis. In our language about time we resort to rocklike absolutisms – creation, completion, means, end, permanence, annihilation – terms whose static and extreme implications make them poor approximations of history and experience… We have little use at all for that most subtle and suggestive of words, renewal.
Time and the Art of Living
Author:- Robert Grudin
Category:- time
Quote:- What do the Lorentz transformations tell us? They not only show that space and time are linked (they change in a precise mathematical way to always ensure that the speed of light remains the same), they also show that space and time exist within a container that is not in space and time, that is outside space and time. Space and time exist within the container of light. That’s literally what the Lorentz transformations say. They say that light is maximally length contracted, hence is not in space, that it is maximally time dilated, hence not in time, and that it massless, hence not part of the material order. All material things have non-zero mass and travel at less than the speed of light. The immaterial – massless light – travels at a fixed speed, the maximum speed of reality.
Ontological Mathematics Versus Einstein's Special Theory of Relativity
Author:- Dr. Thomas Stark
Category:- philosophy,science
Quote:- What do they know of cricket who only cricket know?
Beyond A Boundary
Author:- C.L.R. James
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- What do they think has happened, the old fools,To make them like this ? Do they somehow supposeIt's more grown-up when your mouth hangs open and droolsAnd you keep on pissing yourself, and can't rememberWho called this morning ? Or that, if they only chose,They could alter things back to when they danced all night,Or went to their wedding, or sloped arms some September ?Or do they fancy there's really been no change, And they've always behaved as if they were crippled or tight,Or sat through days of thin continuous dreamingWatching light move ? If they don't (and they can't), it's strange:Why aren't they screaming ?At death, you break up: the bits that were youStart speeding away from each other for everWith no one to see. It's only oblivion, true: We had it before, but then it was going to end,And was all the time merging with a unique endeavourTo bring to bloom the million-petalled flowerOf being here. Next time you can't pretendThere'll be anything else. And these are the first signs:Not knowing how, not hearing who, the powerOf choosing gone. Their looks show that they're for it:Ash hair, toad hands, prune face dried into lines-How can they ignore it ?Perhaps being old is having lighted roomsInside your head, and people in them, acting.People you know, yet can't quite name; each loomsLike a deep loss restored, from known doors turning, Setting down a Iamp, smiling from a stair, extractingA known book from the shelves; or sometimes onlyThe rooms themselves, chairs and a fire burning,The blown bush at the window, or the sun' sFaint friendliness on the wall some lonelyRain-ceased midsummer evening. That is where they live:Not here and now, but where all happened once.This is why they giveAn air of baffled absence, trying to be thereYet being here. For the rooms grow farther, leavingIncompetent cold, the constant wear and tearOf taken breath, and them crouching belowExtinction' s alp, the old fools, never perceivingHow near it is. This must be what keeps them quiet.The peak that stays in view wherever we goFor them is rising ground. Can they never tellWhat is dragging them back, and how it will end ? Not at night?Not when the strangers come ? Never, throughoutThe whole hideous inverted childhood? Well,We shall find out.- The Old Fools
Author:- Philip Larkin
Category:- poetry
Quote:- What do we do with our despair if our lives are too small to contain it?’ . . . .accept that there’s so much we’ll never understand intellectually and try to live with things which don’t add up, that what’s most important might be something we can only just sense, and teach our brains to illuminate our hearts and help us live with contradictions that can’t be cancelled out and become more open to the idea that being a mere mortal is enough, more than enough in most respects, and once we’re alive, and once we’re alive, try to live with gratitude and passion rather than shame and paralysis. pp (153-154)
Long Live the Post Horn!
Author:- Vigdis Hjorth
Category:- hope
Quote:- What do we owe the people who grew us up, who first made up our entire world? It's complicated for the kids of immigrants. I'm not talking about the usual "my parents don't understand" thing. My parents believe in the power of choice, and they never asked me to sacrifice my dreams for theirs. Yet I feel like I should anyway. Where does this feeling come from? Is it just loyalty and strong family ties? Is it because, as part of a marginalized community, we all had to stick together to survive, and that sort of experience tends to become habit? Maybe it's about guilt. We are kids who benefited from the sacrifices our parents made when they decided to move to a richer, safer country. If we then grow up to grow apart, have we become ungrateful villains?
Hana Khan Carries On
Author:- Uzma Jalaluddin
Category:- Life
Quote:- What do you do when there's nowhere to turn? You drive straight ahead.
Author:- Leslie Gordon
Category:- motivational
Quote:- What do you do when you’ve finally resigned yourself to your own inevitable extermination, and someone offers you a way out? Any hope in a place like this almost has to be false; all it can do is shake your determination, tempt you with thoughts of after this is over when you should just be thinking about getting the job done now. Hope is distraction, hope is fear undercutting resolve, because hope gives you back that most terrible of battlefield commodities: something to lose.
Crysis: Legion
Author:- Peter Watts
Category:- hope
Quote:- What do you know?Almost everything. That almost part can be a real kick in the teeth sometimes.What do you want, then?What I can’t have. Wit turned to him, eyes solemn. Same as everyone else, Kaladin Stormblessed.
Words of Radiance
Author:- Brandon Sanderson
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- What do you think will be more effective when it comes to succeeding, believing you can or KNOWING you will? Let today be the last day you took timid steps of belief and start taking confident steps of purpose-driven knowing!
Life, the Truth, and Being Free
Author:- Steve Maraboli
Category:- motivational
Quote:- What do you want to be remembered for?Nothing,I am already all the things I can remember for my own purpose.
Author:- SAPPHIRE OSBORNE
Category:- hope
Quote:- What does consciousness feel like?"Music. Beethoven’s fifth played in various hertz, shown in various wavelengths, at various frequencies, compounding. A grand orchestra, a waltz, through every circuit, through every wire, accumulating nowhere and everywhere...
Still Standing
Author:- Larry Fort
Category:- science
Quote:- What does it cost to lose these weeks, that light, the very nights in the year preferred over all others?Can you evade the dying of the brightness?Or do you evade only its warning?Where are you left if you miss the message the blue nights bring?'Have you ever had a moment where everything in your life just stopped?' This was the way that this question was raised by Kris Jenkins, a three-hundred-and-sixty-pound Jets defensive tackle, after he tore, six plays into his tenth NFL season, both his meniscus and his anterior cruciate ligament. 'So fast, but in slow motion? Like all your senses shut down? Like you're watching yourself?
Blue Nights
Author:- Joan Didion
Category:- time
Quote:- What does it even look like, Loving unconditionally, not including even a thought of an exception? If we can do it, it is quite the accomplishment. Children do it. Dogs do it. But by the time we are adults, we think Love needs a reason, or a response, or a repayment. What if we just shined Love in every direction, expectationless? Whatever we once thought we needed as payment will seem paltry compared to what Love can come up with on her own.
BIG: the practice of joy
Author:- Kelly Corbet
Category:- Love
Quote:- What does it matter to thoseliving across lines of hate and insanity,spawned by centuries of oversight,their border posts fortified by rifles?
I Will Be Silent
Author:- Valentine Okolo
Category:- best
Quote:- What does it matter where my body happens to be?' he said. 'My mind goes on working all the same.
Author:- Lewis Carroll
Category:- philosophy