It takes a wonderful brain and exquisite senses to produce a few stupid ideas.
George SantayanaRead
If you prefer illusions to realities, it is only because all decent realities have eluded you and left you in the lurch; or else your contempt for the world is mere hypocrisy and funk.
Interpretation
Choosing illusions over reality stems from a failure to confront true experiences or is simply a form of hypocrisy.
This quote by George Santayana suggests that individuals who cling to illusions do so because they have been let down by reality, leaving them feeling abandoned. Alternatively, it critiques those who dismiss the world without honest reflection, labeling their disdain as a cover for deeper insecurities.
In practice
In a debate about escapism in literature, this quote can illustrate the dangers of avoiding reality.
It takes a wonderful brain and exquisite senses to produce a few stupid ideas.
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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.
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Do you see this egg? With this you can topple every theological theory, every church or temple in the world.
A man could not always be where he belonged, though.
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