What am I?...I say so inasmuch as I am the memory of all my past moments, the sum of everything I remember. If I say I in the sense of that something that is here at this moment and is not the mainmast or the coral, then I am the sum of what I feel now. But what is what I feel now? It is the sum of those relations between presumed indivisibles that have been arranged in that system of relations in that special order that is my body.
Umberto EcoAn we, inhabitants of the great coral of the Cosmos, believe the atom (which still we cannot see) to be full matter, whereas, it too, like everything else, is but an embroidery of voids in the Void, and we give the name of being, dense and even eternal, to that dance of inconsistencies, that infinite extension that is identified with absolute Nothingness an that spins from its own non-being the illusion of everything.
Umberto EcoSimple mechanisms do not love.
Umberto EcoStichwörter: love umberto-eco
the book is like the spoon, scissors, the hammer, the wheel. once invented, it cannot be improved
Umberto EcoStichwörter: book inventions ebook
How peaceful life would be without Love, Adso. How Safe. How Tranquil. And how Dull.
Umberto Eco... we read novels because they give us the comfortable sensation of living in worlds where the notion of truth is indisputable, while the actual world seems to be a more treacherous place.
Umberto EcoSymbol sometimes of the Devil,sometimes of the Risen Christ, no animal is more untrustworthy than the cock.
Umberto EcoStichwörter: philosophy name-of-the-rose
All I know about the Jews is what my grandfather taught me. "They are the most godless people," he used to say. "They start off from the idea that good must happen here, not beyond the grave. Therefore, they work only for the conquest of this world.
Umberto EcoThey keep saying that their kingdom is not of this world, then take everything they can lay their hands on.
Umberto EcoBut Paris, all in all, isn't what it used o be, ever since that pencil sharpener, the Eiffel Tower, has been sticking up in the distance, visible from every angle.
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