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
For my name and memory I leave to men's charitable speeches, and to foreign nations and the next ages.
Interpretation
A person's legacy and reputation are defined by how others remember and speak of them.
In this quote, Francis Bacon reflects on the importance of one's legacy and the way they are remembered after death. He suggests that while he may not be present to witness the impact of his life, he entrusts his name and memory to the judgments of others, emphasizing that true remembrance lies in the hands of future generations and the perceptions they hold.
In practice
In a speech at a memorial, one might use this quote to discuss how individuals are remembered.
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.
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.
Revolt is the mirror in which greed is forced to see itself.
I have never thought that a Christian would be free of suffering, umfundisi. For our Lord suffered. And I come to believe that he suffered, not to save us from suffering, but to teach us how to bear suffering. For he knew that there is no life without suffering.
In a constitutional democracy the moral content of law must be given by the morality of the framer or legislator, never by the morality of the judge.
For always in her there was a dark place full of despair and a great dividing force to make meaning because there was none.
The deepest, the only theme of human history, compared to which all others are of subordinate importance, is the conflict of skepticism with faith.
She knows, now, absolutely, hearing the white noise that is London, that Damien's theory of jet lag is correct: that her mortal soul is leagues behind her, being reeled in on some ghostly umbilical down the vanished wake of the plane that brought her here, hundreds of thousands of feet above the Atlantic. Souls can't move that quickly, and are left behind, and must be awaited, upon arrival, like lost luggage.
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