23 ideas
7914 | To try to be wise all on one's own is folly [Rochefoucauld] |
9406 | A class is natural when everybody can spot further members of it [Quinton] |
16014 | It is controversial whether only 'numerical identity' allows two things to be counted as one [Noonan] |
15730 | Extreme nominalists say all classification is arbitrary convention [Quinton] |
15728 | The naturalness of a class depends as much on the observers as on the objects [Quinton] |
9407 | Properties imply natural classes which can be picked out by everybody [Quinton] |
15729 | Uninstantiated properties must be defined using the instantiated ones [Quinton] |
8520 | An individual is a union of a group of qualities and a position [Quinton, by Campbell,K] |
16024 | I could have died at five, but the summation of my adult stages could not [Noonan] |
16023 | Stage theorists accept four-dimensionalism, but call each stage a whole object [Noonan] |
16015 | Problems about identity can't even be formulated without the concept of identity [Noonan] |
16017 | Identity is usually defined as the equivalence relation satisfying Leibniz's Law [Noonan] |
16016 | Identity definitions (such as self-identity, or the smallest equivalence relation) are usually circular [Noonan] |
16020 | Identity can only be characterised in a second-order language [Noonan] |
16018 | Indiscernibility is basic to our understanding of identity and distinctness [Noonan] |
16019 | Leibniz's Law must be kept separate from the substitutivity principle [Noonan] |
7118 | La Rochefoucauld's idea of disguised self-love implies an unconscious mind [Rochefoucauld, by Sartre] |
7912 | Judging by effects, love looks more like hatred than friendship [Rochefoucauld] |
7915 | Supreme cleverness is knowledge of the real value of things [Rochefoucauld] |
7917 | Realising our future misery is a kind of happiness [Rochefoucauld] |
7913 | Virtue doesn't go far without the support of vanity [Rochefoucauld] |
7916 | True friendship is even rarer than true love [Rochefoucauld] |
9299 | We are bored by people to whom we ourselves are boring [Rochefoucauld] |