Ellen DeGeneres (1958) American stand-up comedian, television host, and actress
Source: Seriously... I'm Kidding
Quote from: Caspar David Friedrich, Wieland Schmied; Harry N. Abrams, Inc. New York, 1995, p. 45
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Ellen DeGeneres (1958) American stand-up comedian, television host, and actress
Source: Seriously... I'm Kidding
Laurie Zoloth (1950) American ethicist
"Interrupting Your Life: An Ethics for the Coming Storm" (2014)
Ken Wilber (1949) American writer and public speaker
Why Do Religions Teach Love and Yet Cause So Much War?
Context: If you are talking to me about your new car, you are the first person, I am the second person, and the car is the third person.
These pronouns actually represent three perspectives that human beings can take when they talk about the world or attempt to know the world... The fascinating part is that these three perspectives might actually give rise to art, morals, and science. Or the Beautiful, the Good, and the True: the Beauty that is in the eye (or the "I") of the beholder; the Good or moral actions that can exist between you and me as a "we"; and the objective Truth about third-person objects (or "its") that you and I might discover: hence, art ("I"), morals ("we"), and science ("it").
“True beauty is about who you are as a human being, your principles, your moral compass.”
Ellen DeGeneres (1958) American stand-up comedian, television host, and actress
Source: Seriously... I'm Kidding
Prevale (1983) Italian DJ and producer
Original: Solo persone con un animo nobile conoscono il rispetto. Non permettere a nessun altro di interagire con la bellezza della tua persona.
Source: prevale.net
Donna Tartt (1963) American writer
On what novels convey to Tartt in “Interview with Donna Tartt” https://medium.com/@Powells/interview-with-donna-tartt-8d86a2438b41 in Medium (2015 Jul 13)
W.B. Yeats (1865–1939) Irish poet and playwright
When You Are Old http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1756/, st. 1–3 <br class="br">The Rose (1893) <br class="br">Source: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats <br class="br">Context: p>When you are old and gray and full of sleep,<br>And nodding by the fire, take down this book,<br>And slowly read, and dream of the soft look<br>Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;How many loved your moments of glad grace,<br>And loved your beauty with love false or true,<br>But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,<br>And loved the sorrows of your changing face.And bending down beside the glowing bars,<br>Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled<br>And paced upon the mountains overhead<br>And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.</p