It seems that in the advanced stages of stupidity, a lack of ideas is compensated for by an excess of ideologies.
It is not usually our ideas that make us optimists or pessimists, but it is our optimism or our pessimism that makes our ideas.[No suelen ser nuestras ideas las que nos hacen optimistas o pesimistas, sino que es nuestro optimismo o nuestro pesimismo el que hace nuestras ideas.]
In one word, Queequeg, said I, rather digressively; hell is an idea first born on an undigested apple-dumpling; and since then perpetuated through the hereditary dyspepsias nurtured by Ramadans.
In general, scientific progress calls for no more than the absorption and elaboration of new ideas — and this is a call most scientists are happy to heed.
Ideas, like ghosts (according to the common notion of ghosts), must be spoken to a little before they will explain themselves.
Ideas on Earth were badges of friendship or enmity. Their content did not matter. Friends agreed with friends, in order to express friendliness. Enemies disagreed with enemies, in order to express enmity.
Ideas consume the ages as passions consume men. When man is cured, humanity may possibly cure itself.
I suppose it is because nearly all children go to school nowadays, and have things arranged for them, that they seem so forlornly unable to produce their own ideas in holiday time.