It takes a wonderful brain and exquisite senses to produce a few stupid ideas.
George SantayanaRead
My atheism, like that of Spinoza, is true piety towards the universe and denies only gods fashioned by men in their own image, to be servants of their human interests.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a form of atheism that reveres the universe while rejecting anthropomorphic deities created by humans.
George Santayana distinguishes between a profound respect for the universe and the rejection of gods invented by human beings for their own purposes. This perspective frames atheism not merely as a denial of divine beings but as a deeper piety towards the natural world, suggesting that the true essence of spirituality can be found in the cosmos itself, rather than in man-made deities that serve human desires.
In practice
In a philosophical lecture discussing the nature of belief and the divine.
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.
In the plays - that's where I go crazy. But my prose has a much lighter touch; it's not trying to thrill with language, just to be more truthful. I'm not concerned with the accuracy of anything. We don't get to the truth of anything with facts.
To this day it is all but impossible for me to actually stop and think of my parents as white and black or to think of myself, therefore, as half and half.
I often think that could we creep behind the actor's eyes, we would find an attic of forgotten toys and a copy of the Domesday Book.
In this breaking-through, I receive that God and I are one. Then I am what I was, and then I neither diminish nor increase, for I am then an immovable cause that moves all things.
Am I a weed, carried this way, that way, on a tide that comes twice a day without a meaning?
I'm not alive. People believe memories grow vague, are erased by time, since nothing endures against the passage of time. That's the difference; time does not pass over me, over us. It doesn't erase anything, doesn't undo it. I'm not a live. I died in Auschwitz but no one knows it.
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