Place - Quotes
There’s nothing like stories on a windy night when folks have found a warm place in a cold world.
Only a fool of a scientist would dismiss the evidence and reports in front of him and substitute his own beliefs in their place.
We philosophers are mistake specialists. (I know, it sounds like a bad joke, but hear me out.) While other disciplines specialize in getting the right answers to their defining questions, we philosophers specialize in all the ways there are of getting things so mixed up, so deeply wrong, that nobody is even sure what the right questions are, let alone the answers. Asking the wrongs questions risks setting any inquiry off on the wrong foot. Whenever that happens, this is a job for philosophers! Philosophy - in every field of inquiry - is what you have to do until you figure out what questions you should have been asking in the first place.
Happiness, knowledge, not in another place but this place, not for another hour but this hour.
The one thing that turns the world from the longing place to a beautiful place... is love. Love and any of its forms. Love gives us hope... Hope for the New Year. That`s what New Year`s Eve is to me. Hope and a great party!
Because if everything`s finite, if everything has a definite beginning, middle, and end, then why even get started in the first place? What`s the point when everything just leads to The End?
He wondered whether home was a thing that happened to a place after a while, or if it was something that you found in the end, if you simply walked and waited and willed it long enough.
[He] hated reality but realized it was still the only place to get a good steak.
Christmas isn`t about presents or Santa Clause or cows, it`s about a feeling. It`s about people. It`s about us forgetting about our problems and reaching out to help other people. Christmas doesn`t have to happen in one certain place, it happens in our hearts.
When we recognize our place in an immensity of light years and in the passage of ages; when we grasp the intricacy, beauty and subtlety of life, then that soaring feeling, that sense of elation and humility combined, is surely spiritual.
We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born. The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Arabia. Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton. We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively outnumbers the set of actual people. In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here.
If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?