The lovely title of this book comes from the philosopher David Hume. The question he posed was this: if a…
Aimez-vous Heidegger? According to his admirers, he was the most significant and influential philosopher of the 20th century.
In 1988 Katherine Swift took a lease on the Dower House at Morville Hall, a National Trust property in Shropshire, and created a one-and-a-half acre garden in what had been a field.
André and Simone Weil are hardly household names in Britain today, but in the world of mathematics the former is acknowledged as a genius for his work on number theory; and to many philosophers, André’s sister, Simone, is both a genius and a saint.
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Michael Oakeshott’s philosophy fits no ideological or party label – but there is no better case for conservatism
‘Was all this the realisation of our war aims?’, Malcolm Muggeridge asked as he surveyed the desolation of Berlin in May 1945.
The Ninth is not necessarily Beethoven’s greatest symphony.
‘Two things fill the mind with ever new and increasing admiration and awe, the oftener and more steadily we reflect on them: the starry heavens above and the moral law within.’ Oren Harman uses this quote from Immanuel Kant to open one of the chapters of The Price of Altruism, and it’s an observation that — after the steady reflection on moral law that Harman’s book invites and encourages — only seems more true by the end.
On the southern edge of Kensal Green cemetery, beneath the wall that separates the graves from the Grand Union Canal, is a memorial inscription that would stop a Duns Scotus in his tracks.
‘It’s hard in letters quite to hit the mean between being earnest and sounding damn silly’ — as Iris Murdoch admits on page 205 of this book.
Probably my opinion of this bold book is worthless.
In 1564 a book was published calculating that there were 7,409,127 demons at work in the world, under the administrative control of 79 demon-princes.
Jonathan Cecil is nostalgic for the voices of the Bloomsberries
I have never met Roger Scruton, though I would like to; wine fans are slightly obsessional and enjoy clustering together, like trainspotters, though tasting rooms are more welcoming than the end of a platform at Crewe.
Where do you meet a benign shoeshine, a prostitute writing a thesis on an obscure Eastern European poet, a shipping broker filled with self-loathing and a couple of anti-terror experts who look like they are on work experience?
A graphic novel about logic? The idea is not as far-fetched, or as innovative, as one might think.