A Quote by Saint Augustine

We are too weak to discover the truth by reason alone — © Saint Augustine
We are too weak to discover the truth by reason alone
I was too weak to walk. At least, I thought I was too weak. But in truth, I was too weak to try.
Women are all so far Machiavellians that they are never either good or bad by halves; their passions are too strong, and their reason too weak, to do anything with moderation.
Reason is the slow and torturous method by which those who do not know the truth discover it
I live alone, perhaps for no good reason, for the reason that I am an impossible creature, set apart by a temperament I have never learned to use as it could be used, thrown off by a word, a glance, a rainy day, or one drink too many. My need to be alone is balanced against my fear of what will happen when suddenly I enter the huge empty silence if I cannot find support there. I go up to Heaven and down to Hell in an hour, and keep alive only by imposing upon myself inexorable routines. I write too many letters and too few poems.
It is only by dispelling the clouds and phantoms of religion that we shall discover truth, reason and morality.
Truth is too weak to combat prejudice.
The main reason for rewriting is not to achieve a smooth surface, but to discover the inner truth of your characters.
We are not here concerned with hopes or fears, only with truth as far as our reason permits us to discover it.
The authoritarian sets up some book, or man, or tradition to establish the truth. The freethinker sets up reason and private judgment to discover the truth... It takes the highest courage to utter unpopular truths.
All truths are erroneous. This is the very essence of the dialectical process: today's truths become errors tomorrow; there is no final number. This truth (the only one) is for the strong alone. Weak-nerved minds insist on a finite universe, a last number; they need, in Nietzsche's words, "the crutches of certainty". The weak-nerved lack the strength to include themselves in the dialectic syllogism.
The reason we constantly discover new truth in Shakespeare is that his complete understanding of the particular includes the universal.
You have to attack once the truth is too weak to defend itself.
Prejudice is the conjuror of imaginary wrongs, strangling truth, over-powering reason, making strong people weak, and weak people weaker. God gave us the large-hearted charity which "beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things," which "thinketh no evil!"
Madame Nature allows no dangerous classes, in the modern sense. She has, doubtless for some wise reason, no mercy for the weak. She rewards each organism according to its works; and if anything grows too weak or stupid to take care of itself, she gives it its due deserts by letting it die and disappear.
Anything more than the truth would have seemed too weak.
It was granted to me alone to discover all the new phenomena in the sky and nothing to anybody else. This is the truth which neither envy nor malice can supress.
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