tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30116234.post8985387008287108681..comments2023-04-02T05:53:11.429-05:00Comments on Buddhist [from] Nebraska: AttentionMonicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17336284049302046478noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30116234.post-24042339288419758092008-10-27T22:08:00.000-05:002008-10-27T22:08:00.000-05:00Amy, great quote! Thanks! I love that! If I eve...Amy, great quote! Thanks! I love that! If I ever manage to take another philosophy class, I'll have to put that to my prof.<BR/><BR/>MonicaMonicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03489993418924786293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30116234.post-1367696014721510222008-10-27T17:52:00.000-05:002008-10-27T17:52:00.000-05:00Beautiful post. It reminded me a bit of this, from...Beautiful post. <BR/><BR/>It reminded me a bit of this, from Plato: <BR/><BR/><I>Socrates: "Yes, because there's something odd about writing, <BR/>Phaedrus, which makes it exactly like painting. The off-<BR/>spring of painting stand there as if alive, but if you ask them a <BR/>question they maintain an aloof silence. It's the same with <BR/>written words: you might think they were speaking as if they <BR/>had some intelligence, but if you ask them about it, they <BR/>just go on and on forever giving the same single piece of<BR/>information. Once any account has been written down, you<BR/>find it all over the place, hobnobbing with completely<BR/>inappropriate people no less than with those understand it,<BR/>and completely failing to know who it should and shouldn't <BR/>talk to. And faced with rudeness and unfair abuse it always<BR/>needs its father to come to its assistance, since it is incapable <BR/>of defending or helping itself.<BR/>-- Plato, Phaedrus, 275d</I><BR/><BR/>(I wonder what he would have thought of blogging?)Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01280855346640567949noreply@blogger.com