#philosophic

. . .the most important philosophical question we can each ask ourselves is, ‘Do I or do I not wish to commit suicide?’ If we say, ‘No I do not,’ as most of us would, it is because we have reasons for living, or at the very least real hope that we can find such reasons. Then the next question is: what are the reasons I personally have for saying ‘No’ to that question? The answer contains the meaning of my life. ↗

— A.C. Grayling

#life #meaning #philosophical #philosphy #question

Many feel that writers are a dime a dozen, so the goal is to break through and make it to the value of a penny. ↗

— Wil Zeus

#philosophical #thought-provoking-humourous #thought-provoking

The world's a mean place. It's unfair, then it's fair. It's hateful, then it's loving. It's a very peculiar place on philosophical and metaphysical and religious levels. ↗

— Tim Allen

#hateful #levels #loving #mean #metaphysical

Every dogma, every philosophic or theological creed, was at its inception a statement in terms of the intellect of a certain inner experience. ↗

— Felix Adler

#creed #dogma #every #experience #inception

Never underestimate someone else's pain. ↗

— Jackie Martin

#philosophical #inspirational

I love my country very dearly, and I greatly resent the implication that some of the places that I have sung and some of the people that I have known, and some of my opinions, whether they are religious or philosophical, make me less of an American. ↗

— Pete Seeger

#country #dearly #greatly #i #i love

Human misery must somewhere have a stop; there is no wind that always blows a storm; great good fortune comes to failure in the end. All is change; all yields its place and goes; to persevere, trusting in what hopes he has, is courage in a man. The coward despairs. ↗

— Euripides

#humor #philosophical #change

God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it? ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#death

The comfort of the rich depends upon an abundant supply of the poor. ↗

— Voltaire

#comfort

The vibrations he felt in his sleep had nothing to do with his soul easing out of his body as he dreamily thought; they came solely from the weight and motion of the freight train rolling north to deliver fuel, furniture and other items having no relevance to Elijah’s life or his dreaming. On the metal rail his arm itched like a nose with a feeling that something bad was about to happen. In another life the sound of the train would have been reminiscent of certain songs by Muddy Waters or even Bruce Springsteen but not in this one. In this life the sound stabbed viciously against the night exactly like a human being demonstrating flawless disrespect for the life of another human being. --from short story ELIJAH’S SKIN ↗

— Aberjhani

#parables #philosophical-inquiry #short-fiction #short-story #dreams