It takes a wonderful brain and exquisite senses to produce a few stupid ideas.
George SantayanaRead
Ideal society is a drama enacted exclusively in the imagination.
Interpretation
An ideal society exists only in our minds and not in reality.
This quote by George Santayana suggests that the concept of an ideal society is a construct of human imagination rather than a tangible reality. It implies that while we can envision a perfect social order, such a reality is unattainable, as societies are shaped by complex human behaviors and interactions fraught with imperfections.
In practice
In a debate about social structures, one might quote Santayana to emphasize the gap between our ideals and real-world societies.
It takes a wonderful brain and exquisite senses to produce a few stupid ideas.
The working of great institutions is mainly the result of a vast mass of routine, petty malice, self interest, carelessness and sheer mistake. Only a residual fraction is thought.
There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval. The dark background which death supplies brings out the tender colours of life in all their purity.
Not to believe in love is a great sign of dullness. There are some people so indirect and lumbering that they think all real affection rests on circumstantial evidence.
To feel beauty is a better thing than to understand how we come to feel it. To have imagination and taste, to love the best, to be carried by the contemplation of nature to a vivid faith in the ideal, all this is more, a great deal more, than any science can hope to be.
The vital straining towards an ideal, definite but latent, when it dominates a whole life, may express that ideal more fully than could the best chosen words.
It is the want to know the end that makes us believe in God, or witchcraft, believe, at least, in something
I want to put on the table, not why 85% of the members of the National Academy of Sciences reject God, I want to know why 15% of the National Academy donβt.
Language is the mother of thought, not its handmaiden.
To protest in the name of morality against 'excesses' or 'abuses' is an error which hints on active complicity. There are no 'abuses' or 'excesses' here, simpily an all-pervasive system.
It is always sad to leave a place to which one knows one will never return.
We [Raymond and Meursault] stared at each other without blinking, and everything came to a stop there between the sea, the sand, and the sun, and the double silence of the flute and the water. It was then that I realized that you could either shoot or not shoot.
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