Mannigfaltigkeit Quotes & Sayings

Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see. — Edgar Allan Poe

Oh, the joys of baseball, manly men in tight pants. — Carolyn Hart

No way was he touching that subject, and dammit, now the image was burned into his brain. Unfortunately, it wasn't like an Etch A Sketch - no shaking his head up and down to get rid of that image. — S.J.D. Peterson

Only through blind Instinct, in which the only possible guidance of the Imperative is awanting, does the Power in Intuition remain undetermined; where it is schematised as absolute it becomes infinite; and where it is presented in a determinate form, as a principle, it becomes at least manifold. By the above-mentioned act of Intelligising, the Power liberates itself from Instinct, to direct itself towards Unity. — Johann Gottlieb Fichte

Though in the order of nature angels rank above men, yet, by scale of justice, good men are of greater value than bad angels. — Saint Augustine

My "Christianity" was once again just the American religion of work hard, do good, feel good, and maybe God will say, "We good. — Jefferson Bethke

The way to judge a good hand is that the fingers are the same size at the tip as where they come out of the hand itself. — Diana Vreeland

I guess love distorts our perception of reality, and it's even harder to recognize the truth when it's buried underneath layers of what we imagine relationships should be like. — Shannon Mullen

words, rejecting the doctrine of sin — Soren Kierkegaard

Mary watched the sunset from her carriage window, realizing that such beauty could never last. Life was a golden glory that faded in the wink of an eye. Life was a village fair that only lasted for a single day. As the carriage rattled along, rocking her like a babe in arms, Mary felt very old and wise. She found that she didn't mind being taken back to the castle, to a caring captivity that was filled with comforts and kindness. And she also found that she couldn't keep her eyes open. — Margaret George

We hardly know an instance of the strength and weakness of human nature so striking and so grotesque as the character of this haughty, vigilant, resolute, sagacious blue-stocking, half Mithridates and half Trissotin, bearing up against a world in arms, with an ounce of poison in one pocket and a quire of bad verses in the other. — Thomas B. Macaulay

Become empty to become complete, for it is the void that defines the form. — Bryant H. McGill