We cannot understand it, and we don’t know what it means. But we have proved it, and therefore we know it is the truth.
B. Peirce after proving Euler’s formula
Yup – thats the Truth alright
We cannot understand it, and we don’t know what it means. But we have proved it, and therefore we know it is the truth.
B. Peirce after proving Euler’s formula
Yup – thats the Truth alright
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5 responses so far ↓
m henderson // April 3, 2008 at 9:23 am |
Truth? Truth?
When did that happen
no-one told me
godel@hotmail // April 3, 2008 at 10:43 pm |
Heisenbergs uncertainty principle states you cant have it all – ever, and your crazy if you think you can.
Now thats science for you
zenzen@gmail // April 3, 2008 at 10:58 pm |
when in doubt – reach for zen – the sound of one hand
mary M // April 5, 2008 at 5:39 pm |
godel@hotmail see post; you’d be crazy to think – did you write that?
Colonel jessup // March 24, 2009 at 7:29 pm |
Jessep: I’ll answer the question. You want answers?
Lieutenant Kaffee: I think I’m entitled to them.
Jessep: You want answers?!
Lieutenant Kaffee: I want the truth!
Jessep: You can’t handle the truth!
Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who’s gonna do it? You? You, Lieutenant Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know — that Santiago’s death, while tragic, probably saved lives; and my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives.
You don’t want the truth because deep down in places you don’t talk about at parties, you want me on that wall — you need me on that wall.
We use words like “honor,” “code,” “loyalty.” We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punch line.
I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide and then questions the manner in which I provide it.
I would rather that you just said “thank you” and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand the post. Either way, I don’t give a DAMN what you think you’re entitled to!