#ate

Action is the activity of the rational soul, which abhors irrationality and must combat it or be corrupted by it. When it sees the irrationality of others, it must seek to correct it, and can do this either by teaching or engaging in public affairs itself, correcting through its practice. And the purpose of action is to enable philosophy to continue, for if men are reduced to the material alone, they become no more than beasts. ↗

— Iain Pears

#body #civilization #continuance #mankind #materialism

...a dream isn't a wish - it's an altered state of consciousness ... ↗

— John Geddes

#state-of-consciousnesssness #wishes #dreams

The point of civilization is to be civilized; the purpose of action is to perpetuate society, for only in society can philosophy truly take place. ↗

— Iain Pears

#black-plague #christians #clement-vi #dream-of-scipio #gaul

Julita was being spinned like a top by a drop-dead-gorgeous Dominicano. Later she told us that he’d asked for her number and she had given him the wrong one. “Why did you do that?” I asked her. “He smelled married,” she said. ↗

— Isabel Lopez

#married-men #players #playing-roles #single-women #dreams

I've heard fate talked of. It's not a word I use. I think we make our own choices. I think how we live our lives is our own doing, and we cannot fully hope on dreams and stars. But dreams and stars can guide us, perhaps. And the heart's voice is a strong one. Always is. ↗

— Susan Fletcher

#dreams #fate #hopes #dreams

I once had a dream; human was a chosen beast, domesticated by God to manage the planet earth. ↗

— Toba Beta

#domesticated #god #human #dreams

Are you okay?” “Well, I’d prefer to be in my own bedroom at home, dreaming of ponies and rainbows, but since I’m stuck here, I guess I’m as good as I can be. ↗

— L.J. Kentowski

#cassandra-cosgrove #fate- #dreams

Is not our capacity to choose, to chase, to dream of becoming other than we are, more powerful then the patterns of the stars? ↗

— Katherine Marsh

#fate #insperation #dreams

Always learn poems by heart. They have to become the marrow in your bones. Like fluoride in the water, they'll make your soul impervious to the world's soft decay. ↗

— Janet Fitch

#poetry #water

Brody felt a shimmy of fear skitter up his back. He was a very poor swimmer, and the prospect of being on top of—let alone in—water above his head give him what his mother used to call the wimwams: sweaty palms, a persistent need to swallow, and a ache in his stomach—essentially the sensation some people feel about flying. In Brody's dreams, deep water was populated by slimy, savage things that rose from below and shredded his flesh, by demons that cackled and moaned. ↗

— Peter Benchley

#fear-of-water #jaws #dreams