Great Quotes III: Source and Context are Key

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Leonardo Da Vinci said:
the length of the outspread arms is equal to the height of a man
from the hairline to the bottom of the chin is one-tenth of the height of a man
from below the chin to the top of the head is one-eighth of the height of a man
from above the chest to the top of the head is one-sixth of the height of a man
from above the chest to the hairline is one-seventh of the height of a man.
the maximum width of the shoulders is a quarter of the height of a man.
from the breasts to the top of the head is a quarter of the height of a man.
the distance from the elbow to the tip of the hand is a quarter of the height of a man.
the distance from the elbow to the armpit is one-eighth of the height of a man.
the length of the hand is one-tenth of the height of a man.
the root of the penis is at half the height of a man.
the foot is one-seventh of the height of a man.
from below the foot to below the knee is a quarter of the height of a man.
from below the knee to the root of the penis is a quarter of the height of a man.
the distances from below the chin to the nose and the eyebrows and the hairline are equal to the ears and to one-third of the face.

English translation of his notes on the drawing known as the Vitruvian man, which itself was an illustration of Vitruvius' views on human meters.

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Read this while looking for some stuff on Anaxagoras, which Vitruvius (1rst century BC roman architect) wrote about.
 
We sit together, the mountain and me,
until only the mountain remains.

Called the Poet Immortal, Li Bai (701-762) is often regarded, along with Du Fu, as one of the two greatest poets in China's literary history.
 
"You can't spell Saturday without turd. I think Monday and Saturday should switch names."

~ Scott Adams (Dilbert cartoonist)
 
Very gloomy, but nice :)

I don't think it's intended to be gloomy, more of the transcending of the self in the Buddhist vein.
 
Mein Gott.
"It might be necessary, for example, to import tons of insect larvae before the simplest food crops can again flourish in Western Europe."
-Lawrence-Livermore National Laboratories, An Analysis of the Effects of Chemical Warfare in the European Theater Utilizing Atmospheric Release Advisory Capability (ARAC) Prediction
 
^ That's about bees, I take it.

I'm not sure why they're referencing chemical warfare, though.

Oh I see! It's fiction. Tom Clancy.
 
^ That's very true. And it explains much.

I'd still rather face the devastating truth rather than have the luxury of a reassuring lie.

Or at least mostly. Quick, someone! Tell me what a good-looking fellow I am.
 
^ That's very true. And it explains much.

I'd still rather face the devastating truth rather than have the luxury of a reassuring lie.

Or at least mostly. Quick, someone! Tell me what a good-looking fellow I am.

Clouds are hot, baby.
 
As good looking as an internet avatar of the sky can allow :).
 
Well. Thanks.

I wasn't expecting that.

(Or any comment on the avatar, the purpose of which is to lull all and sundry into a nice relaxed mood so they don't shout at me so much.)

I was really expecting some truthful abuse. Or just a reassuring lie.
 
Socrates and Zeno put down each other said:
I see, Parmenides, said Socrates, that Zeno would like to be not only one with you in friendship but your second self in his writings too; he puts what you say in another way, and would fain make believe that he is telling us something which is new. For you, in your poems, say The All is one, and of this you adduce excellent proofs; and he on the other hand says There is no many; and on behalf of this he offers overwhelming evidence. You affirm unity, he denies plurality. And so you deceive the world into believing that you are saying different things when really you are saying much the same. This is a strain of art beyond the reach of most of us.

Yes, Socrates, said Zeno. But although you are as keen as a Spartan hound in pursuing the track, you do not fully apprehend the true motive of the composition, which is not really such an artificial work as you imagine; for what you speak of was an accident; there was no pretence of a great purpose; nor any serious intention of deceiving the world. The truth is, that these writings of mine were meant to protect the arguments of Parmenides against those who make fun of him and seek to show the many ridiculous and contradictory results which they suppose to follow from the affirmation of the one. My answer is addressed to the partisans of the many, whose attack I return with interest by retorting upon them that their hypothesis of the being of many, if carried out, appears to be still more ridiculous than the hypothesis of the being of one. Zeal for my master led me to write the book in the days of my youth, but some one stole the copy; and therefore I had no choice whether it should be published or not; the motive, however, of writing, was not the ambition of an elder man, but the pugnacity of a young one. This you do not seem to see, Socrates; though in other respects, as I was saying, your notion is a very just one.

From the start of The Parmenides dialogue, by Plato ;)

'like a lacedaemonian she-dog' is a more accurate translation of the original put-down, btw..
 
“I don’t know what to say to anybody anymore. Hopefully it will stop eventually.”

--Boston mayor Marty Walsh, on the merciless torrent of snow that beleaguers his city
 
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