Dwelling is not primarily inhabiting but taking care of and creating that space within which something comes into its own and flourishes.
Martin HeideggerRead
Time is not a thing, thus nothing which is, and yet it remains constant in its passing away without being something temporal like the beings in time.
Interpretation
Time is an abstract concept that is constant, even though it cannot be physically defined or measured like objects in the world.
In this quote, Martin Heidegger explores the nature of time, suggesting that while we often perceive it through events and experiences, time itself is not a tangible entity. Instead, it is an underlying structure of existence that influences our understanding of reality, remaining ever-present yet elusive in its definition.
In practice
In a discussion about the nature of reality, one might reference this quote to illustrate the philosophical ideas surrounding time.
Dwelling is not primarily inhabiting but taking care of and creating that space within which something comes into its own and flourishes.
Celebration... is self restraint, is attentiveness, is questioning, is meditating, is awaiting, is the step over into the more wakeful glimpse of the wonder - the wonder that a world is worlding around us at all, that there are beings rather than nothing, that things are and we ourselves are in their midst, that we ourselves are and yet barely know who we are, and barely know that we do not know all this.
Transcendence constitutes selfhood.
So long as we represent technology as an instrument, we remain held fast in the will to master it.
Everyone is the other and no one is himself.
The most thought-provoking thing in our thought-provoking time is that we are still not thinking.
The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.
Imaginary evils soon become real one by indulging our reflections on them.
All perfection is there already in the soul. But this perfection has been covered up by nature; layer after layer of nature is covering this purity of the soul.
When I was young, I had to choose between the life of being and the life of doing. And I leapt at the latter like a trout to a fly. But each deed you do, each act, binds you to itself and to its consequences, and makes you act again and yet again. Then very seldom do you come upon a space, a time like this, between act and act, when you may stop and simply be. Or wonder who, after all, you are.
Neither failure nor success has the power to change your inner state of Being.
Nearly all creators of Utopia have resembled the man who has toothache, and therefore thinks happiness consists in not having toothache... Whoever tries to imagine perfection simply reveals his own emptiness.
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