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As soon as man does not take his existence for granted, but beholds it as something unfathomably mysterious, thought begins.
As soon as man does not take his existence for granted, but beholds it as something unfathomably mysterious, thought begins.
The whole secret of existence is to have no fear. Never fear what will become of you, depend on no read more
The whole secret of existence is to have no fear. Never fear what will become of you, depend on no one. Only the moment you reject all help are you freed.
If I could remember the names of all these particles, I'd be a botanist.
If I could remember the names of all these particles, I'd be a botanist.
The more connections that can be made in the brain, the more integrated the experience is within memory.
The more connections that can be made in the brain, the more integrated the experience is within memory.
To be human means to feel inferior.
To be human means to feel inferior.
I would sum up my fear about the future in one word: boring. And that's my one fear: that everything read more
I would sum up my fear about the future in one word: boring. And that's my one fear: that everything has happened; nothing exciting or new or interesting is ever going to happen again... the future is just going to be a vast, conforming suburb of the soul.
There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted.
There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted.
One might speak to great length of the three corners of reality what was seen, what was thought to be read more
One might speak to great length of the three corners of reality what was seen, what was thought to be seen, and what was thought ought to be seen.
The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the read more
The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.