The Spirit of Modern Philosophy: An Essay in the Form of LecturesHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1896 - 519 páginas |
Términos y frases comunes
absolute agnosticism aspect battle of Jena called caprice century conceived consciousness critical deeper deepest Descartes describable divine doctrine doubt embody essen essence eternal evil evolution existence experience express fact faith fashion feel Fichte Fichte's Friedrich Schlegel Goethe heart Hegel human idealism idealistic ideas individual infinite innate ideas inner insight Kant Kant's Kantian Königsberg lectures live logic Logos look matter mean merely metaphysical mind modern monism moral order mystery mystical namely nature never notion Novalis object once organic outer order paradox passion permanent pessimism philosophical skepticism philosophy physical Plato present problem rational real world reality reason reflection relation religious rience romantic romanticists Schelling Schopenhauer Schopenhauer's seems self-consciousness sense significance skepticism sort soul space speculation Spinoza spirit Suabian subjective idealism suggest sure theory things thinkers thou thought tion true truth unity universal unknowable Werke whole
Pasajes populares
Página 83 - First, our senses, conversant about particular sensible objects, do convey into the mind several distinct perceptions of things, according to those various ways wherein those objects do affect them ; and thus we come by those ideas we have of yellow, white, heat, cold, soft, hard, bitter, sweet, and all those which we call sensible qualities...
Página 391 - SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky! The dew shall weep thy fall to-night; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Página 83 - Whence has it all the MATERIALS of reason and knowledge? To this I answer, in one word, from EXPERIENCE. In that all our knowledge is founded; and from that it ultimately derives itself. Our observation employed either, about external sensible objects, or about the internal operations of our minds perceived and reflected on by ourselves, is that which supplies our understandings with all the MATERIALS of thinking. These two are the fountains of knowledge, from whence all the ideas we have, or can...
Página 83 - Let us then suppose the mind to be, as we say, white paper, void of all characters, without any ideas: — How comes it to be furnished? Whence comes it by that vast store which the busy and boundless fancy of man has painted on it with an almost endless varíerv? Whence has it all the materials of reason and knowledge? To this I answer, in one word, from EXPERIENCE.
Página 134 - Flow thro' our deeds and make them pure, That we may lift from out of dust A voice as unto him that hears, A cry above the conquer' d years To one that with us works, and trust, With faith that comes of self-control, The truths that never can be proved Until we close with all we loved, And all we flow from, soul in soul.
Página 436 - There was the Door to which I found no Key ;There was the Veil through which I might not see: Some little talk awhile of ME and THEE There was — and then no more of THEE and ME.
Página 84 - This source of ideas every man has wholly in himself; and though it be not sense, as having nothing to do with external objects, yet it is very like it, and might properly enough be called internal sense.
Página 98 - When we run over libraries, persuaded of these principles, what havoc must we make? If we take in our hand any volume; of divinity or school metaphysics, for instance; let us ask, Does it contain any abstract reasoning concerning quantity or number? No. Does it contain any experimental reasoning concerning matter of fact and existence? No. Commit it then to the flames: For it can contain nothing but sophistry and illusion.
Página 62 - The moving Finger writes, and having writ, Moves on ; nor all your piety nor wit Can lure it back to cancel half a line, Nor all your tears wipe out a word of it.
Página 464 - These clumsy feet still in the mire, Go crushing blossoms without end; These hard, well-meaning hands we thrust Among the heartstrings of a friend. "The ill-timed truth we might have kept — Who knows how sharp it pierced and stung? The word we had not sense to say — Who knows how grandly it had rung...
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The Social Mind: Construction of the Idea Jaan Valsiner,Rene van der Veer Vista previa limitada - 2000 |
Mind, Brain, and Adaptation in the Nineteenth Century: Cerebral Localization ... Robert Maxwell Young Vista previa limitada - 1990 |