#phil

School has become the world religion of a modernized proletariat, and makes futile promises of salvation to the poor of the technological age. ↗

— Ivan Illich

#deschooling-society #education #ivan-illich #pedagogic-philosophy #pedagogy

Some people build houses others build people; of the two I would rather be of the latter ↗

— rassool jibraeel snyman

#motivational #philosophical #philosophical-musings #philosophy #attitude

I like having options, alternate lives unlived but always possible. ↗

— Abigail Padgett

#choices-and-consequences #life #living #living-life #opportunities

There is nothing we can now call our own, for what we call so is the effect of art; crimes are made by decrees of the senate, or by the votes of the people; and as here-to-fore we are burdened by vices, so now we are oppressed by laws. ↗

— Blaise Pascal

#inspirational #philosphical #political #art

Wonder—the enthusiastic ardor for the sublimity of being, for its worthiness to be an object of knowledge—promises to become the point of departure for genuine insight only where it has reached the stage in which the subject, overwhelmed by the object, has, as it were, fused into a single point or into nothing… like the movement of hope and love toward God, which is genuine and selfless only where it has assumed the attitude of pure worship of God for his own sake. ↗

— Hans Urs von Balthasar

#philosophy #theology #wonder #worship #attitude

You can't always be right, but you can be wrong a lot less ↗

— Benny Bellamacina

#life #philosophy #wisdom #life

I do not think either virginity or old age contemptible, and some of the shrewdest minds I have met inhabited the bodies of old maids. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#marriage #mind #mindfulness #philosophy #theology

O philosophy, life's guide! O searcher-out of virtue and expeller of vices! What could we and every age of men have been without thee? Thou hast produced cities; thou hast called men scattered about into the social enjoyment of life. ↗

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

#age

Love itself is what is left over when being "in love" has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. ↗

— Louis de Bernières

#philosophy #art

What if he could see this, his own skull, yellow and eroded? Two centuries old. Would he still speak? Would he speak, if he could see it, the grinning, aged skull? What would there be for him to say, to tell the people? What message could he bring? What action would not be futile, when a man could look upon his own aged, yellowed skull? ↗

— Philip K. Dick

#philosophical #age