Philosophy Quotes - Page 14

When, at last, I ceased to be myself, I came to be.
Kamand Kojouri
The misconception of something being a certainty sometimes gets to me until I remember we can change most things consciously.
Jay Woodman
Change is inevitable and the ultimate way of life. Change creates new opportunities for new beauties in life.
Debasish Mridha
If you're a square peg in a society full of round holes, it's time to change the playing board.
Anthony T.Hincks
When you change your dress,you want to look your best.But when you change your lover,it's simply for another.
Anthony T.Hincks
Excessive praise arises from the same bigotry matrix as excessive criticism.
Stefan Molyneux
Get off of my shoulders. The foundation has been laid, now its time for you to build on it and get to work.
Amelia Boynton Robinson
A woman is a blissful mother, a wonderful sister, a gorgeous daughter, and a friend with a kind heart who really cares. Wishing you a wonderful International Women’s Day
Debasish Mridha
Thoughts are powerful; before you were born, you were one.
Matshona Dhliwayo
Darkness is a prison from which only light escapes.
Matshona Dhliwayo
Life is a concept, like the “universe", that expands as soon as we reach what we think is its edge.
Kamand Kojouri
If you have food on your table, clothes on your back, a roof on your head, and a dream in your heart, you have everything you need in life.
Matshona Dhliwayo
The universe doesn't waste anything. Sometimes, we just don't have standing to see how events or experiences are important.
Adrián Lamo
A happy man doesn't reconsider life.
Eraldo Banovac
Sometimes people think the old days were better than today. Even though life was simpler and slower, it was not necessarily easier.
Eraldo Banovac
In real life, the truth is a rarity, while lies are common place.
Eraldo Banovac
A wise man doesn't start what he doesn't know to do.
Eraldo Banovac
Empathize with others. You may easily get into a situation where you need the understanding of others.
Eraldo Banovac
Be humble as you learn, confident as you teach, and modest when you have mastered both.
Matshona Dhliwayo
The fakirs always throng the sea-shoreTo find meaning in the chaosAnd then they too become melancholyFeeling nothing but their naked toes.
Avijeet Das
Esteem intelligence, cherish knowledge, and value understanding, but trust wisdom.
Matshona Dhliwayo
Charity is fortune, avarice is poverty, peace is treasure, and happiness is wealth.
Matshona Dhliwayo
Money is not as good as power, but power is as good as money.
Amit Kalantri
Power is not pleasure, power is pain.
Amit Kalantri
To know the good from the bad, study a man or woman's history of actions, not their record of intentions.
Suzy Kassem
It will be said that, although God’s law is inscribed in our hearts, Scripture is nevertheless the Word of God, and it is no more permissible to say of Scripture that it is mutilated and contaminated than to say this of God’s Word. In reply, I have to say that such objectors are carrying their piety too far, and are turning religion into superstition; indeed, instead of God’s Word they are beginning to worship likenesses and images, that is, paper and ink.
Baruch Spinoza
All I have is me, myself and I and we are all getting really tired of each other.
Carl R White
If we had to earn our age by thinking for ourselves at least once a year, only a handful of people would reach adulthood.
Mokokoma Mokhonoana
Death would not surprise us as often as it does, if we let go of the misbelief that newborns are less mortal than the elderly.
Mokokoma Mokhonoana
I will feel no guilt on shutting my door to those who didn't listen.
Stefan Molyneux
I just want to live in a way that either wakes people up or shakes people up. Whether I have opened a wound or opened a heart, I have touched a life and helped bring a change.
Nikki Rowe
Slowness means cleaving perfectly to time, so closely that the seconds fall one by one, drop by drop like the steady dripping of a tap on stone. This stretching of time deepens space. It is one of the secrets of walking: a slow approach to landscapes that gradually renders them familiar. Like the regular encounters that deepen friendship.
Frédéric Gros
Liberty is a constant battle between government; who would limit it, people; who would concede it, and patriots; who would defend it.
Samuel R. Young Jr.
​Who gets to Live? You or Your Rules?
Vineet Raj Kapoor
The one who merely flees is not yet free. In fleeing he is still conditioned by that from which he flees.
Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel
From birth to death and further onAs we were born and introduced into this world,We had a gift hard to express by wordAnd somewhere in our continuous road,It kind of lost it sense and turned.There was that time we sure remember,When everything was now and 'till foreverChildren with no worries and no regrets,The only goal was making a few friends.But later on everything has changed,By minds that had it all arrangedTo bring the people into stress,Into creating their own mess.We have been slaved by our own mind,Turned into something out of our kindSlowly faded away from the present time,Forced to believe in lies, in fights and crime.They made it clearly a fight of the ego,A never ending war that won't just goThey made it a competitive game,To seek selfish materialistic fame.They turned us one against eachother,Man against man, brother against brotherDividing us by religion and skin color,Making us fight to death over a dollar.Making us lose ourselves in sadly thoughts,Wasting our days by living in the pastDepressed and haunted by the memories,And yet still hoping to fly in our dreams.Some of us tried learning how to dance,Step after step, giving our soul a new chanceSome of us left our ego vanish into sounds,Thus being aware of our natural bounce.Some tried expressing in their rhymes,The voice of a generation which never diesThey reached eternity through poetryLeaving the teachings that shall fulfill the prophecyOthers have found their way through spirituality,Becoming conscious of the human dualitySeeking the spiritual enlightenment,Of escaping an ego-oriented fightingScience, philosophy, religion,Try to explain the human origin.Maybe changes are yet to come,And it shall be better for someDeath's for the spirit not an end,But a relieving of the embodimentSo I believe that furthermore,We'll understand the power of our soulBut leaving behind all we know,And all that we might not yet knowIt all resumes to that certain truth,That we all seek to once conclude.
Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache
Believe in your dream and define yourself endlessly.
Debasish Mridha
In time, he began to see the details that held us like invisible stitches together. The scars we held within, the tears despite our dry faces. He saw the little sigh that came with the song. The way our breathing became labored even though nothing seemed wrong. He peeked into the aimless gaze of daydreamers, reliving their worst moments, commending them on being so strong.
Hubert Martin
I was burdened with an ever-growing heart on the verge of decay. To save myself, I had to give many pieces of my love away. I hope I can give it all to someone, someday.
Hubert Martin
She was an echo masquerading as a shadow and she followed me just the same. The night and its moon were her favor while the sunrise and sunlight the daggers that sliced her to ribbons. She looked through half closed eyes at a blind world filled with wide eyes staring at walls. She felt pity with no care while around here steamed a burden too dense to bear. In the hours before dawn her tears slide to her jaw as a soft song escapes from between her cracked lips. A barbed song of glory and woe that hugs her tight and steals her breath, each line a quiver, every word a bind. A cage in her image meant to be broken. Destroy and recreate, scar after scar shallow and deep, her dreams were her life and the nightmares her sleep. Dark circles under eyes that truly see, time while awake moves more slowly. It trickles past her, eroding her being and pulling on her delicate seams. She unravels a little each day, tucking the threads back in every which way. In the night she is flawless and clear, the moonlight dancing in swirls, throwing half formed monograms against her wall. She traces these curves and whispers her story, an imprint in an ocean of churning shadows. Her imagination plays a scene of a teary-eyed embrace on the shores of a former dream, where droplets of her soul fell wildly below, where they and her became a part of a much larger whole. A smile rips her taunt and clenched face, the memory of the feeling of an unreal embrace. She holds herself tightly in a corner with no light and shudders with every pinprick of the downpour of night. Though muffled by the glass of her self imposed flask, she hears the birds singing their song, the natural alarm of impending light. She waits patiently for the sun, counting the half seconds and making time slow, her grey eyes less than aimless and staring at the clouds. With half closed eyes now shining a golden haloed blue, she watches the sky change colors from soft to brilliant hue. The flood of life and color takes her by surprise every day and which way. The rip cuts a little more, her restless thoughts take note and pause. She just wants to scream. To swallow the vibrant light and flood her veins with all the color ever seen, a strange desire to fix what is broken and yet wanting to break. She loses count of the seconds in the wrinkles of her palms, mere dust to wind, ashes to gale. She recites the deadly seven and stops at lust, how different from love while still the same in a twisted way. Her knees press against the worn, wooden floor with no intent to pray, she just wants the numbness and the pain. There are some things right and a few that are wrong, feeling the breath of freedom tapered against the need to belong, The sun now vomits its light across the cragged horizon, illuminating manmade lines and verdurous fuzz, her rip widens in distaste and her mind frowns in disgust. Her heart hangs limp as a shattered mirror reflecting its own cracks, each inaudible beat a glimmer of a glimpse of something more than her created deceit. This is hope. In a fragile and faceted way, the reflects are abyss and ascension portrayed intertwined with no ties holding them together. She is the half second of the transition of the beat, the moment her heart begins to flex and show more than bones and maneuverable meat. She wonders about the subtle difference between spirit and soul and whether she needs only one or both to be whole. Shaking her head as if to dislodge her thoughts, they steer from the tracks and tumble and crash, destruction and turmoil birthing creation and a new path. She thinks about the way she thinks and comes full triangle, it feels right to be so jagged rather than unburdened as a circle. With a sigh and a breath, she stands against the weight of her shoulders and the unbalance of her feet. Her half closed eyes slowly fade to grey as the light and color in the sky changes and decays. She is the moments before the sun rises and sets-1-2-3
Hubert Martin
Life itself is only a vision, a dream.""Nothing exists; all is a dream. God--man--the world--the sun, the moon, the wilderness of stars--a dream, all a dream; they have no existence. Nothing exists save empty space--and you!
Mark Twain
They say that dreams are only real as long as they last. Couldn't you say the same thing about life?
Richard Linklater
Wild animals are less wild and more human than many humans of this world
Munia Khan
The casualty of war is our disappearing humanity.
Anthony T.Hincks
Most of the time, we see only what we want to see, or what others tell us to see, instead of really investigate to see what is really there. We embrace illusions only because we are presented with the illusion that they are embraced by the majority. When in truth, they only become popular because they are pounded at us by the media with such an intensity and high level of repetition that its mere force disguises lies and truths. And like obedient schoolchildren, we do not question their validity and swallow everything up like medicine. Why? Because since the earliest days of our youth, we have been conditioned to accept that the direction of the herd, and authority anywhere — is always right.
Suzy Kassem
​More than GM Foods I am afraid of GMM People. Genetically and Mentally Mutated People. The Entire Ecosystem Mutates.
Vineet Raj Kapoor
A friend is a person whom you can love without judging and share your thoughts without fearing.
Debasish Mridha
Be like the sun; bear with those in the dark, but keep shining your light.
Matshona Dhliwayo
Knowledge offers you strength. Wisdom promises you influence. Understanding assures you wealth. Love guarantees you power.
Matshona Dhliwayo
Being blinded in love and friendship is a common mistake.
Eraldo Banovac
In the unification of two minds, orientation of sexuality is irrelevant.
Abhijit Naskar
Champions never sleep, the eternal spirit keep them alert and awake.
Amit Ray
It is not over. Champions extend their limits and make things happen.
Amit Ray
To go somewhere, start going.
Debasish Mridha
World seems like a void of silence every time footsteps are deprived of dancing shoes.
Shah Asad Rizvi
When life breaks you down, you have two choices. You can either leave the pieces on the floor... or you can rebuild yourself so that you’re stronger than before.
Tess Alley
Sometimes to change a situation you are in requires you to take a giant leap. But, you won't be able to fly unless you are willing to transform.
Suzy Kassem
But through years of myth-making and fear-sowing, Christianity meta-morphosed antichrists into a single Antichrist, an apocalyptic villain and Christian bogeyman used to scare people as much as Santa Claus is used to regulate children's behavior. After years of studying the concept, I began to realize the Antichrist is a character--a metaphor--who exists in nearly all religions under different names, and maybe there is some truth in it, a need for such a person. But from another perspective, this person could be seen as not a villain but a final hero to save people from their own ignorance. The apocalypse doesn't have to be fire and a brimstone. It could happen on a personal level.
Marilyn Manson
Listen to the sadness,the echoes in my mind,the place where I usually hide,but now I cannot find.Why had it happened?What had I done?Where was I going?Now I'm on the run.Hiding from the echoes,the pounding in my ears,the beatings getting louder,it isn't death, I fear!
Anthony T.Hincks
None of us understand the infinite universe. Most people who start thinking about it, get overwhelmed, shrug their shoulders, and turn their attention back to something mundane, like drinking beer or watching TV. Only a few great minds have ever actually contemplated the nature of the universe. Fewer still have done it without going insane.
Gudjon Bergmann

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