Salomon saith, There is no new thing upon the earth. So that as Plato had an imagination, that all knowledge was but remembrance; so Salomon giveth his sentence, that all novelty is but oblivion.
Francis BaconRead
There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion.
Interpretation
True beauty often includes elements that are unconventional or surprising.
Francis Bacon's quote suggests that what we perceive as beautiful is often defined by an element of uniqueness or oddity. Excellent beauty, rather than being simply pleasing or conventional, carries with it a measure of strangeness that sets it apart and makes it memorable, indicating that diversity in proportion contributes significantly to aesthetic value.
In practice
In a discussion about art, one could say, 'As Francis Bacon noted, there is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion, highlighting the significance of unusual techniques in modern art.'
Salomon saith, There is no new thing upon the earth. So that as Plato had an imagination, that all knowledge was but remembrance; so Salomon giveth his sentence, that all novelty is but oblivion.
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Truth emerges more readily from error than from confusion.
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Wise men make more opportunities than they find.
Knowledge and human power are synonymous.
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Our Being is Becoming, not stasis. Our Science is Utopia, our Reality is Eros, our Desire is Revolution.
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There is no truth except the truth that exists within you. Everything else is what someone is telling you.
But mostly they were lies I told; it wasn't my fault, I couldn't remember, because it was as though I'd been to one of those supernatural castles visited by characters in legends: once away, you do not remember, all that is left is the ghostly echo of haunting wonder.
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