A dream has power to poison sleep.
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God is represented as infinite, eternal, incomprehensible; he is contained under every predicate in non that the logic of ignorance could fabricate.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote suggests that the concept of God transcends human understanding and cannot be limited by our definitions.
In this quote, Percy Bysshe Shelley reflects on the profound and limitless nature of God, asserting that human language and logic are insufficient to fully comprehend or encapsulate the divine. He emphasizes that God's essence is infinite and eternal, and any attempt to describe God through human predicates or concepts can only lead to misunderstanding, as the true nature of divinity lies beyond the reach of ignorance and limited human reasoning.
Themes
GodInfiniteEternalUnderstandingPhilosophyDivine
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a philosophical discussion about the nature of God.
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