The weakness of ourselves and of our reason makes us see flaws in beauties by making us consider everything piece by piece.
Interpretation
Our own limitations can lead us to focus on imperfections rather than appreciating the whole.
This quote by Johann Georg Hamann suggests that our inherent weaknesses and the limitations of our reasoning abilities often cause us to overlook the beauty in things. Instead of seeing the complete and harmonious picture, we tend to dissect and critiquely analyze every single part, which can obscure our appreciation for the overall beauty that exists in life.
In practice
In a speech about embracing imperfections in art and life.
Being, belief and reason are pure relations, which cannot be dealt with absolutely, and are not things but pure scholastic concepts, signs for understanding, not for worshipping, aids to awaken our attention, not to fetter it.
Nature is a book, a letter, a fairy tale (in the philosophical sense) or whatever you want to call it.
The product of paper and printed ink, that we commonly call the book, is one of the great visible mediators between spirit and time, and, reflecting zeitgeist, lasts as long as ore and stone.
Every phenomenon of nature was a word, - the sign, symbol and pledge of a new, mysterious, inexpressible but all the more intimate union, participation and community of divine energies and ideas.
Everything is vain and tortures the spirit instead of calming and satisfying it.
Not only the entire ability to think rests on language... but language is also the crux of the misunderstanding of reason with itself.
Cities have sexes: London is a man, Paris a woman, and New York a well-adjusted transsexual.
When you play a game of thrones you win or you die.
Do we walk in legends or on the green earth in the daylight?' A man may do both,' said Aragorn. 'For not we but those who come after will make the legends of our time. The green earth, say you? That is a mighty matter of legend, though you tread it under the light of day!
Africaβs story has been written by others; we need to own our problems and solutions and write our story.
One hurries through, even though there's time; the past, the continent, is behind; the future is the glowing mouth in the side of the ship; the dim, turbulent alley is too confusedly the present.
City life is millions of people being lonesome together.
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