For Calvin, God places individuals where He wants them to be, which explains Calvin's criticism of
human ambition as an unwillingness to accept the sphere of action God has allocated to us.
Not exact matches
This capture of international sales is due to Beijing's geopolitical
ambitions, along with a willingness to sell arms to nations that other countries may not feel comfortable dealing with — sanctioned states and
human rights abusers such
as Iran, Angola, and Sudan.
Hatred is what they certainly project, not love for the embryos, which is a piece of nonsense no one could experience, but hatred, a virulent hatred for an unnamed object... Their hatred is directed against
human beings
as such, against the mind, against reason, against
ambition, against success, against love, against any value that brings happiness to
human life.
Then a statement that is poignant in its
ambition to achieve the probably impossible: «Our duties and responsibilities
as human beings must be shown to be so incontrovertible that even atheists must recognize them.
One understanding of
human nature common to the modern era sees man
as standing both above and outside nature (after Descartes,
as a sort disembodied rational being), and nature itself
as raw material — sometimes more pliable, sometimes less — for furthering
human ambition (an instrumentalist post — Francis Bacon view of nature
as a reality not simply to be understood but to be «conquered» and used to satisfy
human desires).
It is widely regarded
as the most secure and reliable form of
human knowledge, and has gained this enviable reputation by the modesty of its
ambition.
Is it really likely that when the Romans heard Paul's words about creation being «subjected to futility» in 8:20 they «could well have thought about how imperial
ambitions, military conflicts, and economic exploitation had led to the erosion of the natural environment throughout the Mediterranean world, leaving ruined cities, depleted fields, deforested mountains, and polluted streams
as evidence of this universal
human vanity»?
A man who is utterly self - contained and whose chief
ambition is to be «self - existent» and hence to exist without dependence upon relationships of any sort, is a man whom we regard
as an unpleasant if not vicious specimen of the race; and it is odd that deity has been regarded, and this even in Christian circles,
as more like such a self - contained
human being rather than
as like a man who in every area of his life is open to relationships and whose very existence is rich in the possibility of endless adaptations to new circumstances.
He preferred to be regarded
as «a scientist first, popular science writer second, and, in all the ways that matter, a normal
human being with the same desires, drives, dreams, and
ambitions as the next person.
He had not thought of them
as individuals — young men and women who fall in love and want homes, folks who have babies and cherish for them the same
ambitions which he feels for his,
human beings who find this earth a perplexed and tangled place in which to live, and who want more leisure, more comfort, and more liberty.
Jonathan condemned the action of some politicians who he accused of sending their own children abroad, only to recruit children of other people
as thugs to fight and die during elections because of their unquenchable
ambition, stressing that such acts were against
human dignity.
What the reader will not find in this book is any attempt to portray the dramatis personae
as living, three - dimensional
humans, with their own hopes,
ambitions and fears — people who would most probably bleed if pricked.
It's been common knowledge that NASA has wanted to send astronauts to Mars within the next two decades, but those proposals have been long on
ambition and short on details — until now,
as the US space agency has unveiled its five - step plan to send
humans to the Red Planet.
With the new center, we will be expanding upon our role
as a global hub to help students and professionals maximize their potential, realize their career
ambitions, contribute to the advancement of biomedical science and translate their ideas and discoveries into products, services and therapies that will benefit
human health and well being.
The idea that drives Jason is to buy a remote island in the Pacific, where he and his companions henceforth will be able to live the life of Riley — patently over the top
as an
ambition, and a fit subject, perhaps, for a satire on
human pretensions.
My main
ambition is to help educate
humans of the importance of HOW TO live democratically with animals,
as for we both share the same home,» earth».
Throughout the video, Moira reveals that
as a geneticist, her ultimate
ambition is to take the next step in
human evolution.
«My work deals with the amalgam of race, power, gendering,
ambition,
human frailty, murky politics, and the other complex combinations that we so often treat
as separate entities.»
In the Bakery, the final video image suggesting an outcome strongly indicates the existence of a
human nature
as the
ambition to control, instrumentalise, manipulate and commodify any surrounding.
, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and,
as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no
ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged
as a vehicle for sound, swirling
as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents
as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and
human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and
as long
as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window
as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal
as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong
as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,
Langgård often use nature or animals to represent
human traits such
as ambition, desire and fear.
His works across media — which evoke a pop sensibility in contrast to their grim titles, such
as They Endorsed Collective Failure
as the Dawn of a New Renaissance and The Bitterness of What Could Have Happened and What Ended Up Happening — speak to our collective
ambition for a utopian future and the inherent failure of this
human aspiration.
It is
as if the only way a policy can be for something is if it is set against the backdrop of something more pressing and important than trivial matters of meeting
human needs and
ambitions.