Quotes
Quotes about Sense
Common sense is very uncommon.
Common sense is instinct, and enough of it is genius.
Common sense is what tells us the Earth is flat and the Sun goes around it.
Common sense is in spite of, not as the result of education.
Science is a first-rate piece of furniture for a man's upper chamber, if he has common sense on the ground floor.
Science is simply common sense at its best, that is, rigidly accurate in observation, and merciless to fallacy in logic.
Learning how to access a continuity of common sense can be one of your most efficient accomplishments in this decade. Can you imagine "common sense" surpassing science and technology in the quest to unravel the human stress mess? In time, society will have a new measure for confirming truth. It's inside the people-not at the mercy of current scientific methodology. Let scientists facilitate discovery, but not invent your inner truth. -Doc Childre.
Science is simply common sense at its best--that is, rigidly accurate in observation, and merciless to fallacy in logic.
Confession is good for the soul only in the sense that a tweed coat is good for dandruff--it is a palliative rather than a remedy.
In discourse more sweet, (For Eloquence the Sound, Song charmes the sense,) Others apart sat on a hill retir'd, In thoughts more elevate, and reasoned high Of Providence, Foreknowledge, Will and Fate, Fixed fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute; And found no end, in wand'ring mazes lost.
A cook should double one sense have: for he Should taster for himself and master be.
Courage that grows from constitution often forsakes a man when he has occasion for it courage which arises from a sense of duty acts in a uniform manner.
Courage that grows from constitution often forsakes a man when he has occasion for it courage which arises from a sense of duty acts in a uniform manner.
It was just him and me. He fought with honor. If it weren't for his honor, he and the others would have beaten me together. They might have killed me, then. His sense of honor saved my life. I didn't fight with honor... I fought to win.
And then he danced;--all foreigners excel The serious Angles in the eloquence Of pantomime;--he danced, I say right well, With emphasis, and also with good sense-- A thing in footing indispensable: He danced without theatrical pretence, Not like a ballet-master in the van Of his drill'd nymphs, but like a gentleman.
The charm dissolves apace; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
Boy, when you are dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a god dam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you are dead? Nobody.
The term clinical depression finds its way into too many conversations these days. One has a sense that a catastrophe has occurred in the psychic landscape.
If by saying that all men are born equal, you mean that they are equally born, it is true, but true in no other sense; birth, talent, labor, virtue, and providence, are forever making differences.
Self-respect is the root of discipline; the sense of dignity grows with the ability to say no to oneself
Disease is an experience of mortal mind. It is fear made manifest on the body. Divine Science takes away this physical sense of discord, just as it removes a sense of moral or mental inharmony.
To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company. Go wiser thou! and in thy scale of sense Weigh thy opinion against Providence.
And so, his senses gradually wrapt In a half sleep, he dreams of better worlds, And dreaming hears thee still, O singing lark; That singest like an angel in the clouds.
How gracious those dews of solace that over my senses fall At the clink of the ice in the pitcher the boy brings up the hall.
Our earth is but a small star in a great universe. Yet of it we can make, if we choose, a planet unvexed by war, untroubled by hunger or fear, undivided by senseless distinctions of race, color or theory.
