The emotion felt by a man in the presence of nature certainly counts for something in the origin of religions.
HENRI BERGSONHomo sapiens, the only creature endowed with reason, is also the only creature to pin its existence on things unreasonable.
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It seems that laughter needs an echo.
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In reality, the past is preserved by itself automatically.
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An absolute can only be given in an intuition, while all the rest has to do with analysis.
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Homo sapiens, the only creature endowed with reason, is also the only creature to pin its existence on things unreasonable.
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Instinct perfected is a faculty of using and even constructing organized instruments; intelligence perfected is the faculty of making and using unorganized instruments.
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Art has no other object than to set aside the symbols of practical utility, the generalities that are conventionally and socially accepted, everything in fact which masks reality from us, in order to set us face to face with reality itself.
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I cannot escape the objection that there is no state of mind, however simple, that does not change every moment.
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To ease another’s burden, help to carry it.
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To exist is to change, to change is to mature, to mature is to go on creating oneself endlessly.
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I believe I experience creativity at every moment of my life.
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Wherever anything lives, there is, open somewhere, a register in which time is being inscribed.
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The movement of the stream is distinct from the river bed, although it must adopt its winding course.
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In laughter we always find an unavowed intention to humiliate and consequently to correct our neighbour.
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We regard intelligence as man’s main characteristic and we know that there is no superiority which intelligence cannot confer on us, no inferiority for which it cannot compensate.
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Intuition is a method of feeling one’s way intellectually into the inner heart of a thing to locate what is unique and inexpressible in it.
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