Arthur Schopenhauer ( 22 February 1788 – 21 September 1860) was a German philosopher. He is best known for his 1818 work The World as Will and Representation, in which he characterizes...
Arthur Schopenhauer History
If we suspect that a man is lying, we should pretend to believe him; for then he becomes bold and assured, lies more vigorously, and is unmasked. Arthur Schopenhauer
If we suspect that a man is lying, we should pretend to believe him; for then he becomes bold and assured, lies more vigorously, and is unmasked.
Life is a constant process of dying Arthur Schopenhauer
Life is a constant process of dying
Hope is the confusion of the desire for a thing with its probability. Arthur Schopenhauer
Hope is the confusion of the desire for a thing with its probability.
Reading is thinking with someone else's head instead of ones own. Arthur Schopenhauer
Reading is thinking with someone else's head instead of ones own.
Great men are like eagles, and build their nest on some lofty solitude Arthur Schopenhauer
Great men are like eagles, and build their nest on some lofty solitude
One can never read too little of bad, or too much of good books: bad books are intellectual poison; they destroy the mind. Arthur Schopenhauer
One can never read too little of bad, or too much of good books: bad books are intellectual poison; they destroy the mind.
Man can do what he wills but he cannot will what he wills. Arthur Schopenhauer
Man can do what he wills but he cannot will what he wills.
Life swings like a pendulum backward and forward between pain and boredom. Arthur Schopenhauer
Life swings like a pendulum backward and forward between pain and boredom.
Ordinary people merely think how they shall 'spend' their time; a man of talent tries to 'use' it. Arthur Schopenhauer
Ordinary people merely think how they shall 'spend' their time; a man of talent tries to 'use' it.
Music is the melody whose text is the world. Arthur Schopenhauer
Music is the melody whose text is the world.
We can regard our life as a uselessly disturbing episode in the blissful repose of nothingness. Arthur Schopenhauer
We can regard our life as a uselessly disturbing episode in the blissful repose of nothingness.
He who writes carelessly confesses thereby at the very outset that he does not attach much importance to his own thoughts. Arthur Schopenhauer
He who writes carelessly confesses thereby at the very outset that he does not attach much importance to his own thoughts.
