Umberto Eco Quotes

The soul is one in its nature, but its entities are many.

We're all one thing, and we're all just enacting different aspects of ourselves all the time.

In death the many become one; in life the one become many.

There is only one woman in the world. One woman, with many faces.

I'm not one aspect of the human experience - none of us is.

You can look different but have the same values. That's not diversity; it's conformity.

Too many of us still believe our differences define us.

Being human means there's a wall-builder in each of us. Our minds naturally divide the world into me and not-me, us and them. For thousands of years, our sages have taught that we're all one, yet we still divide wherever we look.

There's no way we could make up what we are. The group is just what everyone is. Each of us has a different audience.

My message to everyone is that we truly are one, and the minute you see me as the person, not just as the Muslim - when you see me as Adeel Alam and not just the character on TV - when you see past all of that, we are all the same, and we are all just one.

God is found in the collection of Many. . . rather than in the One.

The plurality that we perceive is only an appearance; it is not real. Vedantic philosophy... has sought to clarify it by a number of analogies, one of the most attractive being the many-faceted crystal which, while showing hundreds of little pictures of what is in reality a single existent object, does not really multiply that object.

From out of all the many particulars comes oneness, and out of oneness come all the many particulars.

The human mind can appreciate the One only by seeing it first in the Many.

You cannot conceive the many without the one.

When you call me European, I say yes. When you call me Arab, I say yes. When you call me black, I say yes. When you call me white, I say yes. Because I am in you and you are in me. We have to inter-be with everything in the cosmos.

To every one [Nature] appears in a form of his own. She hides herself in a thousand names and terms, and is always the same.

The mind turned inwards is the Self; turned outwards, it becomes the ego and all the world. Cotton made into various clothes we call by various names. Gold made into various ornaments, we call by various names. But all the clothes are cotton and all the ornaments gold. The one is real, the many are mere names and forms.

The only real number is one, the rest are mere repetition

There are times when I catch myself believing that there is such a thing as something; which is separate from something else.

That we can be e pluribus Unum - out of one, many

Differentiation is in name and form only.

We are not the same. But we are, somehow, one.