#thesis

I think that there's something extremely beautiful about the Olympic ideal and its motto - 'Swifter, higher, stronger' - it's such a beautiful motto, and it celebrates everything which is the antithesis of death and dissolution and entropy. ↗

— Chris Cleave

#antithesis #beautiful #celebrates #death #dissolution

It would be very discouraging if somewhere down the line you could ask a computer if the Riemann hypothesis is correct and it said, 'Yes, it is true, but you won't be able to understand the proof.' ↗

— Ronald Graham

#ask #computer #correct #could #discouraging

Probably the simplest hypothesis... is that there may be a slow process of annihilation of matter. ↗

— Arthur Eddington

#hypothesis #matter #may #probably #process

The result of this union would be, not the fortuitous result of a series of approximations and concessions, but the harmonious synthesis of two aspects of a single thought. ↗

— Jacques Ibert

#aspects #concessions #fortuitous #harmonious #result

Experiments were not attempted at that time, we did not believe in the usefulness of the concept anyway, and I finished my thesis in 1962 with a feeling like an artist balancing on a high rope without any interested spectators. ↗

— Richard Ernst

#anyway #artist #attempted #balancing #believe

The word "belief" is a difficult thing for me. I don't believe. I must have a reason for a certain hypothesis. Either I know a thing, and then I know it - I don't need to believe it. ↗

— Carl Jung

#believe #certain #cult thing #difficult #difficult thing

In The Doors we have both musicians and poets, and both know of each other's art, so we can effect a synthesis. ↗

— Robby Krieger

#both #doors #each #effect #know

This liberal progressive agenda... is the antithesis of who we are as a constitutional republic. ↗

— Allen West

#antithesis #constitutional #constitutional republic #liberal #progressive

Get the habit of analysis - analysis will in time enable synthesis to become your habit of mind. ↗

— Frank Lloyd Wright

#become #enable #get #habit #mind

It is because of this sea between us. The earth has never, up to now, separated us. But, ever since yesterday, there has been something in this nonetheless real, perfectly Atlantic, salty, slightly rough sea that has cast a spell on me. And every time I think about Promethea, I see her crossing this great expanse by boat and soon, alas, a storm comes up, my memory clouds over, in a flash there are shipwrecks, I cannot even cry out, my mouth is full of saltwater sobs. I am flooded with vague, deceptive recollections, I am drowning in my imagination in tears borrowed from the most familiar tragedies, I wish I had never read certain books whose poison is working in me. Has this Friday, perhaps, thrown a spell on me? But spells only work if you catch them. I have caught the Tragic illness. If only Promethea would make me some tea I know I would find some relief. But that is exactly what is impossible. And so, today, I am sinning. I am sinking beneath reality. I am weighted down with literature. That is my fate. Yet I had the presence of mind to start this parenthesis, the only healthy moment in these damp, feverish hours. All this to try to come back to the surface of our book... Phone me quickly, Promethea, get me out of this parenthesis fast!) ↗

— Hélène Cixous

#despair #drowning #imagination #parenthesis #sea