F. H. Bradley Quotes

Francis Herbert Bradley OM (30 January 1846 – 18 September 1924) was a British idealist philosopher. His most important work was Appearance and Reality (1893).

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F. H. Bradley


Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart's blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.

F. H. Bradley


The world is the best of all possible worlds, and everything in it is a necessary evil.

F. H. Bradley


Another occupation might have been better.

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It is good to know what a man is, and also what the world takes him for. But you do not understand him until you have learnt how he understands himself.

F. H. Bradley


When I hear that Possession is the grave of love, I remember that a religion may begin with the resurrection.

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True penitence condemns to silence. What a man is ready to recall he would be willing to repeat.

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Eclecticism - every truth is so true that any truth must be false.

F. H. Bradley


The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring. And that is not happiness.

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It is by a wise economy of nature that those who suffer without change, and whom no one can help, become uninteresting. Yet so it may happen that those who need sympathy the most often attract it the least.

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His mind is so open - so open that ideas simply pass through it.

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Up to a certain point every man is what he thinks he is.

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I will begin with the self-styled "Christian" party, who profess to base their morality on the New Testament. But whether it is really more Christian to follow or to ignore the teachings of the Gospels I shall not discuss.

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There are those who so dislike the nude that they find something indecent in the naked truth.

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I can myself conceive of nothing else than the experienced.

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Religion is rather the attempt to express the complete reality of goodness through every aspect of our being.

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