My principal motive is the belief that we can still make admirable sense of our lives even if we cease to have... an ambition of transcendence.
Richard RortyRead
Philosophy makes progress not by becoming more rigorous but by becoming more imaginative.
Interpretation
Philosophy evolves through creativity rather than strict logic.
Richard Rorty suggests that the advancement of philosophy relies more on the ability to think creatively and imaginatively than on adhering to rigid logical frameworks. This perspective values the role of innovative thought in fostering new ideas and concepts within philosophical inquiry.
In practice
In a lecture about the future of philosophical thought.
My principal motive is the belief that we can still make admirable sense of our lives even if we cease to have... an ambition of transcendence.
To say that truth is not out there is simply to say that where there are no sentences there is no truth, that sentences are elements of human languages, and that languages are human creations.~ The suggestion that truth~ is out there is a legacy of an age in which the world was seen as the creation of a being who had a language his own.
The world does not speak. Only we do. The world can, once we have programmed ourselves with a language, cause us to hold beliefs. But it cannot propose a language for us to speak. Only other human beings can do that.
National pride is to countries what self-respect is to individuals: a necessary condition for self-improvement.
A talent for speaking differently, rather than for arguing well is the chief instrument of cultural change.
There is nothing deep down inside us except what we have put there ourselves.
And though the newspapers called the shooting the Crime of the Century, Goldman knew it was only 1906 and there were ninety-four years to go.
Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.
Among the facts of the universe to be accounted for, it may be said, is Mind; and it is self evident that nothing can have produced Mind but Mind.
I think that God, in creating man, somewhat overestimated his ability.
Life itself is but the shadow of death, and souls departed but the shadows of the living.
Hearing often-times the still, sad music of humanity, nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power to chasten and subdue.
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