Even - Quotes
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.
Even the most vaunted experts are susceptible to wishful thinking and can be blinded to a truth by a conviction that is supported more by emotional attachment than reason.
When you`re reading or skimming argumentative essays, especially by philosophers, here is a quick trick that may save you much time and effort, especially in this age of simple searching by computer: look for "surely" in the document, and check each occurrence. Not always, not even most of the time, but often the word "surely" is as good as a blinking light locating a weak point in the argument.
Even when you think you have your life all mapped out, things happen that shape your destiny in ways you might never have imagined.
I've learned that empowered thinking is a choice - a state of mind. It's the ability to enjoy a rose with no mind of the thorn. It's the ability to celebrate a life even though it has passed. It's seeing the flowers even during a rainstorm.
I believe in everything until it`s disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it`s in your mind. Who`s to say that dreams and nightmares aren`t as real as the here and now?
The final purpose of art is to intensify, even, if necessary, to exacerbate, the moral consciousness of people.
It is true that those we meet can change us, sometimes so profoundly that we are not the same afterwards, even unto our names.
The Past is all holy to us; the Dead are all holy, even they that were base and wicked while alive.
You can speed it up. You can slow it down. You can even freeze a moment, but you can`t rewind time.
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?
This world is so devoid of courtesy, I never mind receiving a little, even if it`s misplaced.
We can`t leave this world without leaving a lot of detritus behind. We never go out as cleanly as we come in; and even when we come in, there`s the afterbirth.