Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
Alexander PopeRead
Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that we often only perceive a fragment of reality rather than the complete picture.
Alexander Pope's quote emphasizes the limitations of human perception and understanding. It serves as a reminder that what we observe or understand is often just a small aspect of a much larger truth, encouraging a sense of humility and open-mindedness about our knowledge and insights.
In practice
In a discussion about philosophy, one might say this quote to illustrate the nature of human knowledge.
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
What dire offence from am'rous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things.
Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare; And beauty draws us with a single hair.
An honest man's the noblest work of God.
One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight;_x000D_ _x000D_ Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight.
Who breaks a butterfly on a wheel?
Mathematicians are like managers - they want improvement without change.
Viscosity and velocity are opposites, yet they can look the same. Viscosity causes the stillness of disinclination, velocity causes the stillness of fascination. An observer can't tell if a person is silent and still because inner life has stalled or because inner life is transfixingly busy.
It is true that 'I seem to see a table' does not entail 'I see a table'; but 'I seem to feel a pain' does entail 'I feel a pain'. So scepticism loses its force - cannot open up its characteristic gap - with regard to that which ultimately most concerns us, pleasure and pain.
God has made the cat to give man the pleasure of caressing the tiger.
I bold it impossible, that the great monarchies of Europe can subsist much longer; they all affect magnificence and splendor.
Very often, I confess, the teller of dreams bores me. His dream could perhaps interest me if it were frankly worked on. But to hear a glorious tale of his insanity! I have not yet clarified, psychoanalytically, this boredom during the recital of other people's dreams. Perhaps I have retained the stiffness of a rationalist. I do not follow the tale of justified incoherence docilely. I always suspect that part of the stupidities being recounted are invented.
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