We are creatures of the moment; we live from one little space to another, and only one interest at a time fills these.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
We see things in this material world, wherein our bodies dwell, only because our mind through its attention lives in another world, only because it contemplates the beauties of the archetypal and intelligible world which Reason contains.
The perplexity of life arises from there being too many interesting things in it for us to be interested properly in any of them.
It is only in the world of objects that we have time and space and selves.
We keep passing unseen through little moments of other people's lives.
There are some moments in life, some feelings; one can only point to them and pass by.
I think that we all have within us the potential for almost anything. If we play close attention to our lives, then we can get at it somehow.
There is an immense, painful longing for a broader, more flexible, fuller, more coherent, more comprehensive account of what we human beings are, who we are and what this life is for.
Time and space - time to be alone, space to move about - these may well become the great scarcities of tomorrow.
We're all interested in life outside of Earth. We all have a fascination with what's out there because we don't really know.
Our minds and memories are crowded with the common experience of nature.