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Edwin Arlington RobinsonRead
The world is a kind of spiritual kindergarten where millions of bewildered infants are trying to spell "God" with the wrong blocks.
Interpretation
This quote symbolizes the confusion and innocence of humanity in understanding the divine.
Edwin Arlington Robinson's quote suggests that the complexities of the world can make it seem as though humans are like children in a kindergarten, struggling to grasp the concept of God. The 'wrong blocks' represent our flawed attempts to comprehend the divine and the spiritual truths of existence, highlighting both human naivety and the inherent mystery of faith.
In practice
Using this quote during a philosophy lecture to illustrate humanity's search for meaning.
The stillness of October gold_x000D_ _x000D_ Went out like beauty from a face.
Pity is like a knife, sometimes, and it may pierce one who employs it more shrewdly than the victim it would save.
And thus we all are nighing The truth we fear to know: Death will end our crying For friends that come and go.
The several states composing the United States of America are not united on the principle of unlimited submission to their general government
When we try to make everything clear, we make everything confused. If, however, we admit one mysterious thing in the universe, then everything else becomes clear in the light of that. The sun is so bright, so mysterious, that one cannot look at it, and yet in the light of the sun everything else is seen.
While you are alive, your worldly self is like a collector of benefits from Allah's bounties, which come to you from myriads of hands.
In our sad condition our only consolation is the expectancy of another life. Here below all is incomprehensible.
If Liberia has failed, then, it is no evidence of the failure of the Negro in government. It is merely evidence of the failure of slavery.
It is my firm belief that the infinite and uncontrollable fury of nuclear weapons should never be held in the hands of any mere mortal ever again, for any reason.
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