“The Devil is the arrogance of the spirit, faith without smile, truth that is never seized by doubt.” — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
Whenever a poet or preacher, chief or wizard spouts gibberish, the human race spends centuries deciphering the message. — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
Never affirm, always allude: allusions are made to test the spirit and probe the heart. — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
It is psychologically very hard to go through life without the justification, and the hope, provided by religion. — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
People are never so completely and enthusiastically evil as when they act out of religious conviction. — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
Religion has nothing to do with God. It's a fundamental attitude of human beings, who ask about the origins of life and… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
Fear prophets and those prepared to die for the truth, for as a rule they make many others die with them, often… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
The older I grow and the more I abandon myself to God's will, the less I value intelligence that wants to know… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
the first quality of an honest man is contempt for religion, which would have us afraid of the most natural thing in… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
“Sir," Saint-Savin replied, "the first quality of an honest man is contempt for religion, which would have us afraid of the most… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
The Devil is not the Prince of Matter; the Devil is the arrogance of the spirit, faith without smile, truth that is… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
“There are only four questions of importance in life: What is sacred, of what is the spirit made, what is worth living… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
All the religious wars that have caused blood to be shed for centuries arise from passionate feelings and facile counter-positions, such as… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
“INTERVIEWER Do you believe in God? ECO Why does one love a certain person one day and discover the next day that… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
“But is the unicorn a falsehood? It's the sweetest of animals and a noble symbol. It stands for Christ and for chastity;… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
“In that face, deformed by hatred of philosophy, I saw for the first time the portrait of the Antichrist, who does not… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
I think that at a certain age, say fifteen or sixteen, poetry is like masturbation. But later in life good poets burn their early… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
Followers of the occult believe in only what they already know, and in those things that confirm what they have already learned. — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
“This has nothing to do with realism (even if it explains also realism). A completely real world can be constructed, in which asses fly… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
“…there’s nothing in this world that demands more caution than the truth. To tell the truth is like leeching one’s own heart...” — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
The book is like the spoon, scissors, the hammer, the wheel. Once invented, it cannot be improved. You cannot make a spoon that is… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
“No algorithm exists for the metaphor, nor can a metaphor be produced by means of a computer’s precise instructions, no matter what the volume… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
With all of its defects, the global market makes war less likely, even between the USA and China. — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
The Fundamental Principle that governs - or ought to govern -human affairs if we wish to avoid misunderstandings, conflicts, or pointless utopias, is negotiation. — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
American coffee can be a pale solution served at a temperature of 100 degrees centigrade in plastic thermos cups, usually obligatory in railroad stations… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
Listening doesn't mean trying to understand. Anything, however trifling, may be of use one day. What matters is to know something that others don't… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
They say that a cat, if it falls from a window and hits its nose, can lose its sense of smell and then, because… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
