It takes a wonderful brain and exquisite senses to produce a few stupid ideas.
George SantayanaRead
why shouldnt things be largely absurd, futile, and transitory? they are so, and we are so, and they and we go together.
Interpretation
Life is inherently absurd and transient, and we are part of that reality.
George Santayana reflects on the absurd and ephemeral nature of life, suggesting that both existence and our experiences are intertwined with qualities of futility and transience. He encourages an acceptance of this absurdity, positing that understanding our absurd nature can lead to a more profound acceptance of lifeβs inevitable realities.
In practice
During a lecture on existentialism, the quote can be used to illustrate the absurdity of life.
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 had been brought up in a church which decides everything and permits no doubts, so that having rejected one article of faith I was forced to reject the rest.
It seems to me, that the only Objects of the abstract Sciences or of Demonstration is Quantity and Number, and that all Attempts to extend this more perfect Species of Knowledge beyond these Bounds are mere Sophistry and Illusion.
You are unique, and if that is not fulfilled, then something has been lost.
Could it be, I wonder, that there is such a thing as a wantologist, someone we can hire to figure out what we want? Have I arrived at some final telling moment in my research on outsourcing intimate parts of our lives, or at the absurdist edge of the market frontier?
We only consult the ear because the heart is wanting.
Never to get lost is not to live, not to know how to get lost brings you to destruction.
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