The author may not interpret. But he must tell why and how he wrote his book. Umberto Eco More Quotes by Umberto Eco More Quotes From Umberto Eco ... luckily, Eden is soon populated. The ethical dimension begins when the other appears on the scene. Umberto Eco ethical dimensions eden The Enlightenment, the Age of Reason, is seen as the beginning of modern depravity. Umberto Eco enlightenment age reason The Fundamental Principle that governs - or ought to govern -human affairs if we wish to avoid misunderstandings, conflicts, or pointless utopias, is negotiation. Umberto Eco principles fundamentals wish In short, Roberto privately concluded, if you would avoid wars, never make treaties of peace. Umberto Eco treaties war peace The wise man does not discriminate; he gathers all the shreds of light, from wherever they may come. Umberto Eco freedom wise men For what I saw at the abbey then (and will now recount) caused me to think that often inquisitors create heretics. And not only in the sense that they imagine heretics where these do not exist, but also that inquisitors repress the heretical putrefaction so vehemently that many are driven to share in it, in their hatred for the judges. Truly, a circle conceived by the Devil. God preserve us. Umberto Eco circles book thinking You cannot escape one infinite, I told myself, by fleeing to another. You cannot escape the revelation of the identical by taking refuge in the illusion of the multiple. Umberto Eco fleeing illusion infinite Fools are in great demand, especially on social occasions. They embarrass everyone but provide material for conversation. In their positive form, they become diplomats. Umberto Eco diplomats demand fool The belief that time is a linear, directed sequence running from A to B is a modern illusion. In fact, it can also go from B to A, the effect producing the cause. Umberto Eco causes running facts Once upon a time there were mass media, and they were wicked, of course, and there was a guilty party. Then there were the virtuous voices that accused the criminals. And Art (ah, what luck!) offered alternatives, for those who were not prisoners to the mass media. Umberto Eco media voice art The poets did not win; the philosophers surrendered. Umberto Eco philosopher poet winning The Void is not being, but not being cannot be, ergo the Void cannot be. The reasoning was sound, because it denied the Void while granting that it could be conceived. In fact, we can quite easily conceive things that do not exist. Can a chimera, buzzing in the Void, devour second intentions? No, because chimeras do not exist, in the Void no buzzing can be heard, and intentions are mental things - an intended pear does not nourish us. And yet I can think of a chimera even if it is chimerical, namely, if it is not. And the same with the Void. Umberto Eco sound doe thinking Simple mechanisms do not love. Umberto Eco mechanism simple Deciding what is being talked about is a kind of interpretive bet. Umberto Eco kind The most interesting letters I received about 'The Name of the Rose' were from people in the Midwest that maybe didn't understand exactly, but wanted to understand more and who were excited by this picture of a world which was not their own. Umberto Eco names people interesting Any fact becomes important when it's connected to another. Umberto Eco connected important facts But the purpose of a story is to teach and to please at once, and what it teaches is how to recognize the snares of the world. Umberto Eco purpose stories world History is rich with adventurous men, long on charisma, with a highly developed instinct for their own interests, who have pursued personal power - bypassing parliaments and constitutions, distributing favours to their minions, and conflating their own desires with the interests of the community. Umberto Eco community men long Is it worth it to be born if you cannot remember it later? And, technically speaking, had I ever been born? Other people, of course, said that I was. As far as I know, I was born in late April, at sixty years of age, in a hospital room. Umberto Eco life people years New Orleans is not in the grip of a neurosis of a denied past; it passes out memories generously like a great lord; it doesn't have to pursue "the real thing." Umberto Eco real memories past
