Philosophy seems to me on the whole a rather hopeless…

Philosophy - hopeless. Yet it gives me hope.

— Anne Carson

And what am I to do on the occasion? -- It seems an hopeless business.

— Jane Austen

When we fall utterly, something gathers us up. But our falling must be without reservation, without expectation, without hope, though not hopeless. You cant…

— Roger Housden

Philosophy is an unusually ingenious attempt to think fallaciously.

— Bertrand Russell

“How, in such an alien and inhuman world, can so powerless a creature as man preserve his aspirations untarnished? A strange mystery it is…

— Bertrand Russell

Those who advocate common usage in philosophy sometimes speak in a manner that suggests the mystique of the 'common man.'

— Bertrand Russell

“Such, in outline, but even more purposeless, more void of meaning, is the world which Science presents for our belief. Amid such a world,…

— Bertrand Russell

While you're playing cards with a regular guy or having a bite to eat with him, he seems a peaceable, good-humoured and not entirely…

— Anton Chekhov

The only one that seems to be able to hold the business is Disney. They do it is because they have a fabulous philosophy…

— Don Bluth

Enough of self, that darling luscious theme, O'er which philosophers in raptures dream; Of which with seeming disregard they write Then prizing most when…

— Charles Churchill

Many of the greatest works of philosophy seem to me to be valuable not because of their arguments, but because they offer us perspectives…

— Philip Kitcher

I think that for thousands of years people have made the observation that there are certain kinds of extreme depressive states that seem to…

— Kay Redfield Jamison

The larger an English industry was, the more likely it was to go bankrupt, because the English were not naturally corporate people; they disliked…

— Paul Theroux

Whatever we may say against collections, which present authors in a disjointed form, they nevertheless bring about many excellent results. We are not always…

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

We are somehow the children of the planet, we are somehow its finest hour; we bind time, we bind the past, we anticipate the…

— Terence McKenna