The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring. And that is not happiness.
F. H. BRADLEYI can myself conceive of nothing else than the experienced.
More F. H. Bradley Quotes
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There are persons who, when they cease to shock us, cease to interest us.
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But when one has ceased to have them, too often one cannot.
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It is by a wise economy of nature that those who suffer without change, and whom no one can help, become uninteresting. Yet so it may happen that those who need sympathy the most often attract it the least.
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The cost of a thing is what I call life which has to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.
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One said of suicide, As long as one has brains one should not blow them out. And another answered, But when one has ceased to have them, too often one cannot.
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The hunter for aphorisms on human nature has to fish in muddy water, and he is even condemned to find much of his own mind.
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I will begin with the self-styled “Christian” party, who profess to base their morality on the New Testament. But whether it is really more Christian to follow or to ignore the teachings of the Gospels I shall not discuss.
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Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart’s blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.
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Where everything is bad it must be good to know the worst.
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Up to a certain point every man is what he thinks he is.
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The man who has ceased to fear has ceased to care.
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We say that a girl with her doll anticipates the mother. It is more true, perhaps, that most mothers are still but children with playthings.
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Eclecticism. Every truth is so true that any truth must be false.
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His mind is so open – so open that ideas simply pass through it.
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Adam knew Eve his wife and she conceived. It is a pity that this is still the only knowledge of their wives at which some men seem to arrive.
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