It takes a wonderful brain and exquisite senses to produce a few stupid ideas.
George SantayanaRead
Sanity is madness put to good use.
Interpretation
Sanity can be viewed as a form of creativity or effective madness that is harnessed for practical purposes.
This quote by George Santayana suggests that what we often consider to be 'sanity' is, in fact, a form of madness that has been tailored or controlled for productive use. It highlights the idea that the line between rationality and irrationality is thin and that true creativity often stems from unconventional thinking and behavior that society labels as madness.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about creativity in the workplace.
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.
I was always very curious as a young man about why older writers who I met seemed so indifferent to what was going on, whereas I, in my 20s, was reading everything. Everything seemed important. But they were only interested in the writers they admired when they were young, and I didn't understand it then, but now, now I understand it.
I knew if I waited around long enough something like this would happen.
Ah! realize your youth while you have it. Donβt squander the gold of your days, listening to the tedious, trying to improve the hopeless failure, or giving away your life to the ignorant, the common, and the vulgar. These are the sickly aims, the false ideals, of our age. Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing.
They say geniuses mostly have great mothers. They mostly have sad fates.
Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.
A little neglect may breed great mischief. ... For want of a nail, the shoe was lost; for want of a shoe, the horse was lost; for want of a horse, the battle was lost; for want of the battle, the war was lost.
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