F. H. Bradley
F. H. Bradley
Francis Herbert Bradley OMwas a British idealist philosopher. His most important work was Appearance and Reality...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionPhilosopher
Date of Birth30 January 1846
men thinking desire
The man whose nature is such that by one path alone his chief desire will reach consummation will try to find it on that path, whatever it may be, and whatever the world thinks of it; and if he does not, he is contemptible.
men wife pity
Adam knew Eve his wife and she conceived. It is a pity that this is still the only knowledge of their wives at which some men seem to arrive.
fear men care
The man who has ceased to fear has ceased to care.
men silence would-be
True penitence condemns to silence. What a man is ready to recall he would be willing to repeat.
crazy men thinking
Up to a certain point every man is what he thinks he is.
men world knows
It is good to know what a man is, and also what the world takes him for. But you do not understand him until you have learnt how he understands himself.
books-and-reading conceived extent passing
The mood in which my book was conceived and executed, was in fact to some extent a passing one.
bad believe
Metaphysics is the finding of bad reasons for what we believe upon instinct; but to find these reasons is no less an instinct.
optimism evil necessary-evil
The world is the best of all possible worlds, and everything in it is a necessary evil.
mean self wavering
The Self has turned out to mean so many things, to mean them so ambiguously, and to be so wavering in its application, that we do not feel encouraged.
heart writing blood
Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart's blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.
suicide suicidal blow
One said of suicide, As long as one has brains one should not blow them out. And another answered, But when one has ceased to have them, too often one cannot.
fall self circles
My external sensations are no less private to my self than are my thoughts or my feelings. In either case my experience falls within my own circle, a circle closed on the outside; and, with all its elements alike, every sphere is opaque to the others which surround it [] In brief, regarded as an existence which appears in a soul, the whole world for each is peculiar and private to that soul.
i-can
I can myself conceive of nothing else than the experienced.