John Locke Quotes
He that in the ordinary affairs of life would admit of nothing but direct plain demonstration would be sure of nothing in this world but of perishing quickly.
Quotes to Explore
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I'm the first to admit that the resolution of a hand feeling the belly doesn't compare with the resolution of a CAT scan scanning the belly, but only my hand can say that it hurts at this spot and not at this spot. Only my hand can say that.
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Many women, sometime in their life, are going to get to a point where they have to admit infidelity.
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I was fascinated by mortality. Most people are, even if they don't admit it.
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I am lucky, I'm the first to admit that.
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What's an expert? I read somewhere, that the more a man knows, the more he knows, he doesn't know. So I suppose one definition of an expert would be someone who doesn't admit out loud that he knows enough about a subject to know he doesn't really know how much.
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I have to admit that I only read 'War and Peace' when I was 40. But I knew the basics before then.
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I have to admit, I'm not patriotic. It has partly to do with principle, but it is also a phobia/neurosis.
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I will admit, like Socrates and Aristotle and Plato and some other philosophers, that there are instances where the death penalty would seem appropriate.
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While I'm generally silent on the affairs of my biological mother, her recent tirade has taken a gross turn.
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I admit that: my wife is outspoken, but by whom?
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The chief qualification of a mass leader has become unending infallibility; he can never admit an error.
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I admit I have a Hungarian temper. Why not? I am from Hungary. We are descendants of Genghis Khan and Attila the Hun.
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I'm happy to admit that I'm a hopeless optimist.
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We simply do not understand our place in the universe and have not the courage to admit it.
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It's difficult when you're successful, to admit that you need help.
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We may anticipate a state of affairs in which two Great Powers will each be in a position to put an end to the civilization and life of the other, though not without risking its own. We may be likened to two scorpions in a bottle, each capable of killing the other, but only at the risk of his own life.
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We'd like to just write nothing but lyric poetry. The trouble is, the individual is going along intent on his own personal gratifications and love affairs and financial affairs and everything else. But loping alongside him is this fascist lout who keeps trying to take over. And if you keep ignoring him, he gets bigger and bigger, so every once in a while the free individual has to turn away from his private pursuits and give this fascist lout a few clouts, and beat him down to size.
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All women on earth-- and men, too for that matter-- hope for the kind of love that transforms us, raises us up out of the everyday, & gives us the courage to survive our little deaths: the heartache of unfulfilled dreams, of career and personal disappointments, of broken love affairs.
