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“...At the same time, something odd was happening to my ability to converse. I had always enjoyed engaging in arguments, regardless of topic. I regarded them as a sort of game (not that this is in any way unique). Suddenly, however, I couldn't talk—more accurately, I couldn't stand listening to myself talk . I started to hear a “voice” inside my head, commenting on my opinions. Every time I said something, it said something— something critical. The voice employed a standard refrain, delivered in a somewhat bored and matter-of-fact tone: You don't believe that. That isn't true. You don't believe that. That isn't true. The “voice” applied such comments to almost every phrase I spoke. I couldn't understand what to make of this. I knew the source of the commentary was part of me, but this knowledge only increased my confusion. Which part, precisely, was me— the talking part or the criticizing part ? If it was the talking part, then what was the criticizing part? If it was the criticizing part—well, then: how could virtually everything I said be untrue? In my ignorance and confusion, I decided to experiment. I tried only to say things that my internal reviewer would pass unchallenged. This meant that I really had to listen to what I was saying, that I spoke much less often, and that I would frequently stop, midway through a sentence, feel embarrassed, and reformulate my thoughts. I soon noticed that I felt much less agitated and more confident when I only said things that the “voice” did not object to. This came as a definite relief. My experiment had been a success; I was the criticizing part. Nonetheless, it took me a long time to reconcile myself to the idea that almost all my thoughts weren't real, weren't true—or, at least, weren't mine. All the things I “believed” were things I thought sounded good, admirable, respectable, courageous. They weren't my things, however—I had stolen them. Most of them I had taken from books. Having “understood” them, abstractly, I presumed I had a right to them—presumed that I could adopt them, as if they were mine: presumed that they were me . My head was stuffed full of the ideas of others; stuffed full of arguments I could not logically refute. I did not know then that an irrefutable argument is not necessarily true, nor that the right to identify with certain ideas had to be earned.”

“Partilhar não significa dar algo que valorizamos e não receber nada em troca. Isso é o que acham todas as crianças que se recusam a partilhar. Partilhar meios apropriadamente significa estabelecer um comércio. Uma criança que não partilha, que não negoceia, não pode ter amigos, porque ter amigos é uma forma de comércio.”

“This is a matter of definition, in the final analysis – and therefore, of faith. [The divine] is real insofar as its pursuit makes pain bearable, keeps anxiety at bay; and inspires the hope that springs eternal in the human breast. It is real insofar as it establishes the benevolent and intelligible cosmic order, that infinite place of sinful toil or faithful play. It is as real as the force that opposes pride and calls those who sacrifice improperly to their knees. It is as real as the further reaches of the human imagination, striving fully upward.”

“We need to understand the role of art, and stop thinking about it as an option, or a luxury, or worse, an affection. Art is the bedrock of culture itself. It is the foundation of the process by which we unite ourselves psychologically, and come to establish productive peace with others. As it is said, ‘Man shall not live by bread alone” (Matthew 4:4). That is exactly right. We live by beauty. We live by literature. We live by art. We cannot live without some connection to the divine — and beauty is divine — because in its absence life is too short, too dismal, and too tragic. And we must be sharp and awake and prepared so that we can survive properly, and orient the world properly, and not destroy things, including ourselves — and beauty can help us appreciate the wonder of Being and motivate us to seek gratitude when we might otherwise be prone to destructive resentment.”

“I have been searching for decades for certainty. It has not been solely a matter of thinking, in the creative sense, but of thinking and then attempting to undermine and destroy those thoughts, followed by careful consideration and conservation of those that survive. It is identification of a path forward through a swampy passage, searching for stones to stand on safely below the murky surface. However, even though I regard the inevitability of suffering and its exaggeration by malevolence as unshakable truths, I believe even more deeply that people have the ability to transcend their suffering, psychologically, and practically, and to constrain their own malevolence, as well as the evils that characterise the social and the natural worlds.”

“Um documento antigo conhecido como Codex Bezae, IX ou Códice de Beza, uma variante não canônica de parte do Novo Testamento, traz uma interpolação logo após a seção do Evangelho de Lucas apresentada anteriormente, ajudando a esclarecer esse mesmo assunto. Ele oferece uma visão mais profunda da relação complexa e paradoxal entre o respeito pelas regras e a ação moral criativa necessária e desejável, apesar de se manifestar em aparente oposição a essas regras. O documento contém um relato de Cristo se dirigindo a alguém que, assim como Ele, quebrou uma regra sagrada: “Naquele mesmo dia, observando alguém que trabalhava no shabat, [Jesus] disse-lhe: Ó Homem, se de fato sabes o que fazes, és abençoado; mas, se não sabes, és maldito e transgressor da Lei.”

“Sometimes, when people have a low opinion of their own worth—or, perhaps, when they refuse responsibility for their lives—they choose a new acquaintance, of precisely the type who proved troublesome in the past. Such people don’t believe that they deserve any better—so they don’t go looking for it. Or, perhaps, they don’t want the trouble of better. Freud called this a “repetition compulsion.” He thought of it as an unconscious drive to repeat the horrors of the past—sometimes, perhaps, to formulate those horrors more precisely, sometimes to attempt more active mastery and sometimes, perhaps, because no alternatives beckon. People create their worlds with the tools they have directly at hand. Faulty tools produce faulty results. Repeated use of the same faulty tools produces the same faulty results. It is in this manner that those who fail to learn from the past doom themselves to repeat it. It’s partly fate. It’s partly inability. It’s partly … unwillingness to learn? Refusal to learn? Motivated refusal to learn?”

“Escogemos un camino u otro en cada punto de decisión de nuestra vida, y acabamos siendo la suma total de nuestras decisiones. Al rechazar nuestros errores, ganamos una seguridad a corto plazo, pero renunciamos a nuestra identidad con el proceso que nos permite transcender nuestras debilidades y tolerar nuestras vidas dolorosas y limitadas.”

“En estado natural, por decirlo de algún modo, a los seres humanos no les gusta pensar como lógicos, ni siquiera como empiristas. Hace falta entrenamiento para pensar así. Pero aun en ausencia de ese entrenamiento, seguimos pensando, aunque lo hacemos de manera más subjetiva, como seres -poco razonables-, idiosincráticos, emocionales que habitan unos cuerpos de tamaño determinado, con unas propiedades particulares y constreñidas.”

“Por definición, nuestros patrones habituales de acción solo bastan para cosas y situaciones de determinada significación: solo sabemos como actuar en presencia de lo que nos es familiar. La aparición de lo inesperado nos saca de la complacencia inconsciente, axiomática, y nos obliga (dolorosamente) a pensar.”

“El caos, lo desconocido, se asocia simbólicamente con lo femenino. Eso se debe en parte a que todas las cosas que hemos ido conociendo nacieron en un primer momento de lo desconocido, de la misma forma que todos los seres con los que nos hemos encontrado nacieron de madres. El caos es mater, origen, fuente, madre; materia, la sustancia de la que están hechas las cosas.”

“El orden -el territorio explorado- se construye a partir de caos y existe, simultáneamente, en oposición a ese caos (más exactamente al caos *nuevo*; a lo desconocido, ahora definido en oposición al territorio explorado). Todo lo que no es orden -es decir, no predecible, no usable- es, por defecto (por definición), caos. El extranjero, -cuyos comportamientos no pueden predecirse, que no es habitante del *cosmos*, cuya existencia y dominio no han sido sacralizados- es equivalente al caos (y no solo igual al casos metafóricamente).”

“É melhor ter alguma coisa do que não ter nada. Melhor ainda é partilhar generosamente o que temos. É ainda melhor, no entanto, sermos amplamente conhecidos pela nossa generosidade. É algo que perdura. É algo confiável. Podemos assim observar como foram estabelecidas as fundações dos conceitos de confiança, honestidade e generosidade. Criou-se a base para uma moralidade articulada. Aquele que verdadeiramente produz e partilha é o protótipo do bom cidadão e do bom homem.”

“YouTube: “Dr. Jordan Peterson | Is Neo-Marxism on the rise?” I think the group identity game ends in blood. It doesn’t matter who plays it. Left-wingers play it: blood. Right-wingers play it: blood. And lots of it, not just a little of it. You can’t play the identity politics game. Well, so what do you do instead? You live the mythologically heroic life as an individual. That’s the right place to work. And that’s the message of the West, as far as I’m concerned is that we figure that out. We figured out that the collective identity was not the pinnacle statement.”