BiographyType: Philosopher, logician, mathematician Born: 18 May 1872 Died: 2 February 1970 Bertrand Arthur William Russell was a British philosopher, logician, mathematician, historian, writer, social critic, political activist and Nobel laureate. At various points in his life he considered himself a liberal, a socialist, and a pacifist, but he also admitted that he had "never been any of these things, in any profound sense". He was born in Monmouthshire into one of the most prominent aristocratic families in the United Kingdom. |
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already 3-parts dead.
Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness.
There are two motives for reading a book; one, that you enjoy it; the other, that you can boast about it.
The world is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.
One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one’s work is terribly important.
The fundamental cause of the trouble is that in the modern world the stupid are cocksure while the intelligent are full of doubt.
Do not fear to be eccentric in opinion, for every opinion now accepted was once eccentric.
I would never die for my beliefs because I might be wrong.
My desire and wish is that the things I start with should be so obvious that you wonder why I spend my time stating them. This is what I aim at because the point of philosophy is to start with something so simple as not to seem worth stating, and to end with something so paradoxical that no one will believe it.
Remember your humanity, and forget the rest.
Is there any knowledge in the world which is so certain that no reasonable man could doubt it?
Philosophy, from the earliest times, has made greater claims, and achieved fewer results, than any other branch of learning.
The search for something permanent is one of the deepest of the instincts leading men to philosophy.
Whoever wishes to become a philosopher must learn not to be frightened by absurdities.
The man who has no tincture of philosophy goes through life imprisoned in the prejudices derived from common sense, from the habitual beliefs of his age or his nation, and from convictions which have grown up in his mind without the cooperation or consent of his deliberate reason.