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
I do not believe that any man fears to be dead, but only the stroke of death.
Interpretation
People are not scared of death itself but the process of dying.
Francis Bacon's quote reflects on the nature of human fear, suggesting that it is not the concept of death that frightens individuals, but the uncertainty and pain associated with the dying process. It emphasizes the distinction between the end of life and the often dreaded act of leaving life behind, prompting a deeper consideration of how we perceive mortality and suffering.
In practice
During a seminar on life and death, one might use the quote to provoke thought about how we view mortality.
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.
Nothing doth more hurt in a state than that cunning men pass for wise.
Truth emerges more readily from error than from confusion.
Great art is always a way of concentrating, reinventing what is called fact, what we know of our existence- a reconcentration… tearing away the veils, the attitudes people acquire of their time and earlier time. Really good artists tear down those veils
Wise men make more opportunities than they find.
Knowledge and human power are synonymous.
Whatever your heart clings to and confides in, that is really your God.
The life of money-making is one undertaken under compulsion, and wealth is evidently not the good we are seeking; for it is merely useful and for the sake of something else.
If there's good, strong evidence from science that such and such is the case and this is contrary to Buddhism, then we will change.
We won't figure out what's sacred in life if we settle for what's safe.
If this be to have sense, if to be awake Be but to see this bright, great sleep of things, For the rarer potion mine own dreams I'll take And for truth commune with imaginings
I say, let us think. Let each one express his thought. Let us become investigators, not followers, not cringers and crawlers. If there is in Heaven an infinite being, he never will be satisfied with the worship of cowards and hypocrites.
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