My mind sort of works like a search engine. You ask me something, and I start seeing pictures.
It is good to be tired and wearied by the futile search after the true good, that we may stretch out our arms to the Redeemer.
The sacred, I shall say, is that which acts as your partner in the search for the highest and deepest things: the real, the true, the good, and the beautiful. The name I’d like to give to the kind of relationship that gives us a chance to find such things is a ‘circle of meaning.’
Man – a being in search of meaning.
Google has withdrawn from China, arguing that it is no longer willing to design its search engine to block information that the Chinese government does not wish its citizens to have. In liberal democracies around the world, this decision has generally been greeted with enthusiasm.
The alchemists in their search for gold discovered many other things of greater value.
Religiously the Empire was pluralistic and marked by a search for a faith which would be satisfying intellectually and ethically and would give assurance of immortality.
Theater is there to search for questions. It doesn’t give you instructions.
Despite my firm convictions, I have always been a man who tries to face facts, and to accept the reality of life as new experience and new knowledge unfolds. I have always kept an open mind, a flexibility that must go hand in hand with every form of the intelligent search for truth.
The philosophic spirit of inquiry may be traced to brute curiosity, and that to the habit of examining all things in search of food.