George Berkeley Quotes

I'm fascinated by the fact that we can't grasp anything about time.

all conscious thought is a process in time; so that to think consciously about Time is like trying to use a foot-rule to measure its own length.

The idea that memory is linear is nonsense. What we have in our heads is a collection of frames. As to time itself-can it be linear when all these snatches of other presents exist at once in your mind? A very elusive and tricky concept, time.

Time is a fluid condition which has no existence except in the momentary avatars of individual people. There is no such thing as was - only is.

Time is the great mystery anyway. And it's still the great mystery in the moving picture as well.

Our linear concept of time means nothing to nature.

I've been bothered about time generally and our tripartite division of time into past, present, and future. I think I know what the past is, and I think I know what future is, but I'm really not comfortable with the notion of present.

Time is not an absolute reality but an aspect of our consciousness.

Time is not a thing, thus nothing which is, and yet it remains constant in its passing away without being something temporal like the beings in time.

Neither technology nor efficiency can acquire more time for you, because time is not a thing you have lost. It is not a thing you ever had.

Time isn't precious at all, because it is an illusion.

Generally speaking, only simple conceptions can grip the mind of a nation. An idea that is clear and precise even though false will always have greater power in the world than an idea that is true but complex.

He walked out into the cold morning asking himself this heretical question: Can you start measuring a minute at any instant you wish?

For what is time? ... Who can even in thought comprehend it, so as to utter a word about it? ... If no one asks me, I know: If I wish to explain it to one that asketh, I know not.

The human mind is so complex and things are so tangled up with each other that, to explain a blade of straw, one would have to take to pieces an entire universe. A definition is a sack of flour compressed into a thimble.

In the case of a creative mind, it seems to me, the intellect has withdrawn its watchers from the gates, and the ideas rush in pell-mell and only then does it review and inspect the multitudes.

The idea, which constitutes the actual being of the human mind, is not simple, but compounded of a great number of ideas.

In the end, today is forever, yesterday is still today, and tomorrow is already today.

‎No people whose word for 'yesterday' is the same as their word for 'tomorrow' can be said to have a firm grip on the time.

No one doubts but that we imagine time from the very fact that we imagine other bodies to be moved slower or faster or equally fast. We are accustomed to determine duration by the aid of some measure of motion.

The idea part is simple but the visual perception is complex.

what was time but a convention, a habit of mind, a custom of dress?

Time is a strange thing. It is a whimsical tyrant, which in every century has a different face for all that one says and does.

Have you never heard what the wise men say: all of the future exists in the past.

Which came first, the mind or the idea of the mind? Have you never wondered? They arrived together. The mind is an idea.