The common idea that success spoils people by making them vain, egotistic and self-complacent is erroneous; on the contrary it makes them, for the most part, humble, tolerant and kind.
W. Somerset MaughamRead
For my part I cannot believe in a God who is angry with me because I do not believe in him. I cannot believe in a God who is less tolerant than I. I cannot believe in a God who has neither humour nor common sense.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a personal struggle with conventional religious beliefs, emphasizing the need for tolerance and understanding in a deity.
W. Somerset Maugham's quote reflects his skepticism towards traditional notions of God, particularly the idea of a vengeful deity who punishes individuals for their lack of belief. It highlights a deep desire for a more compassionate and reasonable understanding of divinity, advocating for tolerance and common sense over dogma.
In practice
This quote can be used in a discussion about the nature of belief in God.
The common idea that success spoils people by making them vain, egotistic and self-complacent is erroneous; on the contrary it makes them, for the most part, humble, tolerant and kind.
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I don't think of the past. The only thing that matters is the everlasting present.
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Near the gates and within two cities there will be scourges the like of which was never seen: famine within plague, people put out by steel, crying to the great immortal God for relief.
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A written discourse on any subject is bound to contain much that is fanciful.
Even great men are only truly recognized and honored once they are dead. Why? Because those who praise them need to feel themselves somehow superior to the person praised, they need to feel they are making some concession.
a person is never entirely holy or entirely sinful.
I'm for democracy, but imposing democracy is an oxymoron. People have to choose democracy, and it has to come up from below.
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