The Dance of Being: Man's Labyrinthine Rhythms : the Natural Ground of the Human

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Fordham Univ Press, 1979 - 302 oldal
Now I continue the investigation, begun in Homo Quaerens: The Seeker and the Sought, into the generic traits of persons from a philosophic point of view. I treat such special topics of my method, set forth in that book, as bear upon the person's intrapersonal aspects: namely, his body and such of its functions as contribute to his preconscious acts. In particular, I deal with those aspects insofar as they may be construed as straining, so to speak, toward that self-transcendence which culminates in the veridical person - in effect, strands of subpersonal events which contribute to and converge upon his consummate personhood. In consequence, I explore the ontology of the person under the perspective of his naturalistically interpreted makeup; and I conceive my enterprise as propaedeutic to more generalized ontologic topics which I shall take up in subsequent books.

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Tartalomjegyzék

A Vector Toward
19
Mans Thingly Aspect
51
Grounding the Event
77
Elementary Structures
97
Mans Crystalline Essence
109
Mans Living Aspect
139
Grounding the Organism
169
Lifes Formative Matrix
192
Mans Fermenting Essence
203
Organic Functions Diversified
226
From Biologic Act to Personal Being
237
19
274
39
290
Epilogue
291
45
299
Copyright

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263. oldal - Death, be not proud though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so : For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow Die not, poor Death ! nor yet canst thou kill me.
274. oldal - And out of the ground the Lord God formed every beast of the field and every fowl of the air; and brought them unto Adam to see what he would call them: and whatsoever Adam called every living creature, that was the name thereof. 20. And Adam gave names to all cattle, and to the fowl of the air, and to the very beast of the field; but for Adam there was not found an help meet for him.
v. oldal - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
37. oldal - If it were fill'd with your most high deserts ? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.
8. oldal - ... itself, the incontinent form of being. It was a secret and ardent stirring in the frozen chastity of the universal ; it was a stolen and voluptuous impurity of sucking and secreting; an exhalation of carbonic acid gas and material impurities of mysterious origin and composition. It was a pullulation, an unfolding, a form-building (made possible by the overbalancing of its instability, yet controlled by the laws of growth inherent within it), of something brewed out of water, albumen, salt and...
37. oldal - If it were filled with your most high deserts? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb, Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts: If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say, 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touched...
55. oldal - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
14. oldal - He flew vigorously to one corner of his compartment, and, after waiting there a second, flew across to the oth'er. What remained for him but to fly to a third corner and then to a fourth ? That was all he could do, in spite of the size of the downs, the width of the sky, the far-off smoke of houses, and the romantic voice, now and then, of a steamer out at sea.
v. oldal - I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste • Then, can I drown an eye, unus'd to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, Ana weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe, And moan th' expense of many a vanish'd sight.

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Leonard C. Feldstein was Professor of Philosophy at Fordham University.

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