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“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.”
― The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
“In his mind he vaguely pondered whether he should strike that long-legged Englishman in the face and call him a coward, or whether such conduct in a lady's presence might be deemed ungentlemanly, when Marguerite happily interposed.”
― The Scarlet Pimpernel
― The Scarlet Pimpernel
“Flowers are made to bloom in the sun and not to be shut up in an apron.”
― Heidi
― Heidi
“The Audi tires squealed as the vehicle tracked the same path. Jake hammered down the avenue, hunting for a getaway. Traffic thickened at the juncture ahead. A green light flickered into amber. He ramped up over the limit, punching over the white lines on a red signal.
Tires screeched and a horn beeped. The needle sat on one hundred kilometers per hour. He fishtailed at a laneway. The GPS showed a right angle, car slid into a slot in an overhang. Jake got out and crept toward the opening, hugged the brick wall. He pulled the SIG and flicked off the safety.
The Audi braked at the mouth. Door slammed. A shadow fell over the concrete. The swish of clothing indicated a possible weapon draw.”
―
Tires screeched and a horn beeped. The needle sat on one hundred kilometers per hour. He fishtailed at a laneway. The GPS showed a right angle, car slid into a slot in an overhang. Jake got out and crept toward the opening, hugged the brick wall. He pulled the SIG and flicked off the safety.
The Audi braked at the mouth. Door slammed. A shadow fell over the concrete. The swish of clothing indicated a possible weapon draw.”
―
“which questions what is present only with regard to its presence.
In any case, one thing becomes clear: To raise the question of
aletheia, of unconcealment as such, is not the same as raising the
question of truth. For this reason, it was inadequate and misleading
to caU aletheia in the sense of opening, truth.5 The talk about the
"truth of Being" has a justified meaning in Hegel's Science of Logic,
because here truth means the certainty of absolute knowledge. But
Hegel also, as little as Husserl, as little as all metaphysics, does not
ask about Being as Being, that is, does not raise the question how
there can be presence as such. There is presence only when opening
is dominant. Opening is named with aletheia, unconcealment, but not thought as such.”
―
In any case, one thing becomes clear: To raise the question of
aletheia, of unconcealment as such, is not the same as raising the
question of truth. For this reason, it was inadequate and misleading
to caU aletheia in the sense of opening, truth.5 The talk about the
"truth of Being" has a justified meaning in Hegel's Science of Logic,
because here truth means the certainty of absolute knowledge. But
Hegel also, as little as Husserl, as little as all metaphysics, does not
ask about Being as Being, that is, does not raise the question how
there can be presence as such. There is presence only when opening
is dominant. Opening is named with aletheia, unconcealment, but not thought as such.”
―
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