#intelligence

We know that the war against intelligence is always waged in the name of common sense. ↗

— Roland Barthes

#feeling #intelligence #smarts #intelligence

An intelligent enemy,' he would say, stroking his beard as if it were a bristly pet, 'rather than a foolish friend.' Or, 'He learnt the language of pigeons, and forgot his own.' Or, the favourite of Jan Fishan Khan: 'Nothing is what it seems. ↗

— Tahir Shah

#afghanistan #folklore #proverbs #saying #sufis

Pooh hasn't much Brain, but he never comes to any harm. He does silly things and they turn out right. There's Owl. Owl hasn't exactly got Brain, but he Knows Things. He would know the Right Thing to Do when Surrounded by Water. There's Rabbit. He hasn't Learnt in Books, but he can always Think of a Clever Plan. There's Kanga. She isn't Clever, Kanga isn't, but she would be so anxious about Roo that she would do a Good Thing to Do without thinking about it. And then there's Eeyore. And Eeyore is so miserable anyhow that he wouldn't mind about this. ↗

— A.A. Milne

#intelligence #plans #thinking #intelligence

Intelligence is not how much you know, but how you use it. ↗

— Maryann Austin

#maryann-austin #intelligence

An egoist is always intelligent, never wise. ↗

— Raheel Farooq

#egoism #intelligence #wisdom #intelligence

Any girl can be glamorous. All she has to do is stand still and look stupid. ↗

— Hedy Lamarr

#hedy-lamarr #intelligence #woman #intelligence

Skill is successfully walking a tightrope over Niagara Falls. Intelligence is not trying. ↗

— Marilyn vos Savant

#intelligence #intelligence

But pattern-matching doesn't equal comprehension. ↗

— Peter Watts

#intelligence #pattern-matching #equality

The intelligent man is one who has successfully fulfilled many accomplishments, and is yet willing to learn more. ↗

— Ed Parker

#accomplishments #fulfilled #intelligent #intelligent man #learn

Harriet was silent. She suddenly saw Wimsey in a new light. She knew him to be intelligent, clean, courteous, wealthy, well-read, amusing and enamoured, but he had not so far produced in her that crushing sense of utter inferiority which leads to prostration and hero-worship. But she now realised that there was, after all, something god-like about him. He could control a horse. ↗

— Dorothy L. Sayers

#hero-worship #horses #love #riding #superiority