At this time in American history, we are like ghosts talking gibberish through different dimensions, and stupid men do not make good make good...
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The mind, once expanded to the dimensions of larger ideas, never returns to its original size.
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Paradoxically, all these wonderful dimensions that we want for our being are completely missing, being a hope, a dream about the perfection of the being. Then this hope and dream of perfection is materialized in the vision we have on our soul mate. Moreover, if we are under the impression that we know what we would want as perfection, it always remains a mere false impression and nothing more, because then the event of a Great Love occurs, we realize that what we thought to be perfection is false, and the novelty of the new imagine on the perfection embodies by the lover makes us feel that intense feeling of suffocating love, precisely because we find our new standard for perfection, which becomes this way superior to the old one.
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...music is the perfect type of art. Music can never reveal its ultimate secret. This, also, is the explanation of the value of limitations in art. The sculptor gladly surrenders imitative colour, and the painter the actual dimensions of form, because by such renunciations they are able to avoid too definite a presentation of the Real, which would be mere imitation, and too definite a realisation of the Ideal, which would be too purely intellectual. It is through its very incompleteness that art becomes complete in beauty, and so addresses itself, not to the faculty of recognition nor to the faculty of reason, but to the aesthetic sense alone, which, while accepting both reason and recognition as stages of apprehension, subordinates them both to a pure synthetic impression of the work of art as a whole, and, taking whatever alien emotional elements the work may possess, uses their very complexity as a means by which a richer unity may be added to the ultimate impression itself.
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I rather think the cinema will die. Look at the energy being exerted to revive it -- yesterday it was color, today three dimensions. I don't give it forty years more. Witness the decline of conversation. Only the Irish have remained incomparable conversationalists, maybe because technical progress has passed them by.
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A mind that is stretched by a new experience can never go back to its old dimensions
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Man's mind stretched to a new idea never goes back to its original dimensions.
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If you and the people with whom you are engaged are willing to dance with the infinite potential dimensions of 'truth,' you can move to a place where you actively explore all perspectives to find common ground and creative solutions.
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Just because the solutions of problems are not visible at any particular time does not mean that those problems will never be alleviated -- or confined to tolerable dimensions. History has a way of changing the very terms in which problems operate and of leaving them, in the end, unsolved, to be sure, yet strangely deflated of their original meaning and importance.
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One's mind, once stretched by a new idea, never regains its original dimensions.
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Words are finite organs of the infinite mind. They cannot cover the dimensions of what is in truth. They break, chop, and impoverish it.
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A mind stretched by a new idea can never go back to its original dimensions.
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Man's mind, stretched by a new idea, never goes back to its original dimensions.
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Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy. All the rest--whether or not the world has three dimensions, whether the mind has nine or twelve categories--comes afterward. These are games; one must first answer.
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A person's mind stretched to a new idea never goes back to its original dimensions.
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The key to growth is the introduction of higher dimensions of consciousness into our awareness.
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All dimensions are critical dimensions, otherwise why are they there?
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The only difference between a rut and a grave... is in their dimensions.
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There are three dimensions to credit cards, length, width and debt.
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For the wise man looks into space and he knows there is no limited dimensions.
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