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Every great painting is left incomplete at the point where its completion is obvious.
An endless task, the cataloguing of reality. We accumulate facts, we discuss them, but with every line that is written, with every statement that is made, one has the feeling of incompleteness.
A negative is never finished.
You have not succeeded until you are finished
Confusion is not an ignoble condition
All things are already complete in oneself.
So we are stuck with a theory, and we do not know whether it is right or wrong, but we do know that it is a little wrong, or at least incomplete. In
[Incomplete people] are complicated and sensitive and messy in their reactions
Everything that is incomprehensible does not cease to exist.
We can never see the world other than incompletely: deliberately to see it as incomplete is to create an artistic aspect.
There is something absent in me, I thought. Something incomplete. Even my mother couldn't describe me. There was something empty in me that in other people was full.
Great accomplishment seems imperfect,
Yet it does not outlive its usefulness.
Great fullness seems empty,
Yet it cannot be exhausted.
A mathematical theory is not to be considered complete until you have made it so clear that you can explain it to the first man whom you meet on the street.
The true genius shudders at incompleteness - imperfection - and usually prefers silence to saying the something which is not everything that should be said.
[...] provability is a weaker notion than truth
I could never be a complete scholar or a complete housewife ora completewriter: Imustcombinea little of all, and thereby be imperfect in all.
In formal logic, a contradiction is the signal of a defeat; but in the evolution of real knowledge it marks the first step in progress towards a victory.
There are things that can't be said, because it's hard to have to know them.
A constant repetition and a boundless incongruity of useless but indestructible objects.
You can take from an incomplete man what he knows in his field and by learning from many incomplete men, you can become a complete man
[Aristotle formal logic thus far (1787)] has not been able to advance a single step, and hence is to all appearances closed and completed.
The biography of a writer - or even the autobiography - will always have this incompleteness.
Objects are made to be completed by the human mind.
Life is never incomplete if it is an honorable one. At whatever point you leave life, if you leave it in the right way, it is whole.
An absence of meaning opens a gap in time.
Science is absolutely incomplete unless and until the scientists are Realised Souls. Medicine is incomplete, Physics, Chemistry, Biology, everything is incomplete unless and until you know the Divine laws.
Fuck words, nothing spoken
comprehends the defiantly ephemeral.
I take my incompleteness with the rest, an exile
in any language.
An unfinished feeling.
We are already complete. All we need is the clarity to recognize the wholeness that is us.
What cannot be cannot be, besides which, it is impossible.
And there's no figuring out the unknowable. And there's some kind of oxymoron in that that's more moron than anything else.
Completion is a goal, but we hope it is never the end.
But was not a theory of which all the elements were provably true a simple tautology? In the region of the unprovable, or even the disprovable, lay the only chance for breaking out of the circle and going ahead. In
The fatal futility of Fact.
Human existence basically is--a never to be completed imperfect tense.
Many life-affirming questions lead to an endless spool of disconcerting propositions and contradictory conclusions, and even more troubling, some queries prove unanswerable.
There is no idea that does not carry in itself a possible refutation, no word that does not imply its opposite.
In the end we had the pieces of the puzzle, but no matter how we put them together, gaps remained, oddly shaped emptinesses mapped by what surrounded them, like countries we couldn't name.
The Now is indivisible. Completeness, the now, is an absence of the conscious mind to strive to divide that which is indivisible. For once the completeness of things is taken apart it is no longer complete.
Any point of view reflects some side of truth and must not claim that it is complete
That which is cannot be true.
Writing is not complete when you've added everything you could, but rather, when you've taken away everything that is not needed.
what if that which ought to be doesn't exist
No one like the Incomplete Stories, so does the God
She is incomplete, a part-written recipe. How can she imagine what she will be if she only knows half of her ingredients?
Emptiness is the worlds greatest discovery
Falsity consists in the privation of knowledge, which inadequate, fragmentary, or confused ideas involve.
None of our beliefs are quite true; all have at least a penumbra of vagueness and error.
Disorder. But completeness ...
That Logic has advanced in this sure course, even from the earliest times, is apparent from the fact that, since Aristotle, it has been unable to advance a step, and thus to all appearance has reached its completion.
There is a fundamental error in separating the parts from the whole, the mistake of atomizing what should not be atomized. Unity and complementarity constitute reality.
...how in the end it's impossible to understand the finality of certain things, certain words, certain moments.
If something is perfect, then there is nothing left,there is no for imagination, no place left for a person to gain additional knowledge or abilities
Nor can we know ahead of the fact the unending absence that follows, the void, the very opposite of meaning, the relentless succession of moments during which we will confront the experience of meaningless itself.
A work is perfectly finished only when nothing can be added to it and nothing taken away.
There is no such thing as an absolute truth to be discovered.
Everything is false, everything is possible, everything is doubtful.
Nothing is perfect; nothing is imperfect. Perfection and imperfection reside in your perception.
You have however within you an inclination towards completeness.
True perfection seems imperfect,
yet it is perfectly itself.
True fullness seems empty,
yet it is fully present.
True straightness seems crooked.
True wisdom seems foolish.
True art seems artless.
Missing pieces do more than complete the puzzle, they fill in an empty space.
If a doctrine is not unintelligible, it has to be vague; and if neither unintelligible nor vague, it has to be unverifiable.
Irrefragability, thy name is mathematics.
That which must not, can not be.
It is in our incompleteness, of which we are aware, that education as a permanent process is grounded. Women and men are capable of being educated only to the extent that they are capable of recognizing themselves as unfinished.
How imperfect is all our knowledge!
The world is full of incomprehensible words
Comprehensiveness is the enemy of comprehensibility.
Formality Thus the absence of all mention of particular things or properties in logic or pure mathematics is a necessary result of the fact that this study is, as we say, "purely formal".
By our very attempt to grasp an explanation, we leave things out.
A masterpiece of vagueness.
I'm forever BECOMING. I'll never be complete, because completion is death ...
I'm a work in progress, and I hope I will never be complete
When you feel you are incomplete you can always console yourself with the idea of being infinite.
You can't explain the unknown in terms of the incomprehensible.
Perfection is only achieved when there is nothing more that can be taken away rather then when there are things that can be added
Language, as we know, is full of illogicalities.
Completion comes not from adding another piece to ourselves but from surrendering our ideas of perfection.
The pursuit of perfection prevents achievement of the satisfactory.
A lack of direction and meaning can leave you empty.
If, however, the poetic end might have been as well or better attained without sacrifice of technical correctness in such matters, the impossibility is not to be justified, since the description should be, if it can, entirely free from error.
Become empty to become complete, for it is the void that defines the form.
An existence transfigured by failure.
[The decay of Logic results from an] untroubled assumption that the particular is real and the universal is not.
Black and white, severally incomplete and at the same time completely several.
In seeking absolute truth we aim at the unattainable and must be content with broken portions.
For a sentence is not complete unless each word, once its syllables have been pronounced, gives way to make room for the next ... They are set up on the course of their existence, and the faster they climb towards its zenith, the more they hasten towards the point where they exist no more.
Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it, said the Philosopher.
Something that cannot be explained cannot be seen.
Everything is strange, complex and complicated, but this are the features which make it incrediable.
Those who cannot begin do not finish.
We used to play around with our implicitly,
we are too enjoying a game of looking and interpreting our self,
until there is one thing that may be forgotten:
is happy incomplete, if we do not explicitly express it?
Perfectibility is one of the most unequivocal characteristics of the human species.
A heartbreaking paradox: if only I can finish my work so that it will live. Yet if it is finished, completed, a part of me but departed from me, I lost it alive, living but separate; and if it does not leave me, it is incomplete, insufficient, and half-dead that I keep it.
Nonbeing must in some sense be, otherwise what is it that there is not? This tangled doctrine might be nicknamed Plato's beard; historically it has proved tough, frequently dulling the edge of Occam's razor.
A good completion takes a long time; a bad completion cannot be changed later.
In a logically perfect language, there will be one word and no more for every simple object, and everything that is not simple will be expressed by a combination of words, by a combination derived, of course, from the words for the simple things that enter in, one word for each simple component.
Further, there are things of which the mind understands one part, but remains ignorant of the other; and when man is able to comprehend certain things, it does not follow that he must be able to comprehend everything.
On a journey into the unknown, perfect progress is perfectly impossible.
The universe is a big puzzle;
you complete it.