“Fanaticism consists of redoubling your efforts when you have forgotten your aim.” — George Santayana Fanaticism Copy Share Image
One's friends are that part of the human race with which one can be human. — George Santayana Friend Copy Share Image
Our occasional madness is less wonderful than our occasional sanity. — George Santayana Insanity Copy Share Image
The pint would call the quart a dualist, if you tried to pour the quart into him. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Perhaps the universe is nothing but an equilibrium of idiocies. — George Santayana Equilibrium Copy Share Image
Nothing so much enhances a good as to make sacrifices for it. — George Santayana Enhances Copy Share Image
Let a man once overcome his selfish terror at his own finitude, and his finitude itself is, in one sense, overcome. — George Santayana Inferiority Copy Share Image
It would hardly be possible to exaggerate man's wretchedness if it were not so easy to overestimate his sensibility — George Santayana Copy Share Image
To understand oneself is the classic form of consolation; to elude oneself is the romantic. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Uselessness is a fatal accusation to bring against any act which is done for its presumed utility, but those which are done… — George Santayana Accusation Copy Share Image
Let a man once overcome his selfish terror at his own finitude, and his finitude is, in one sense, overcome — George Santayana Copy Share Image
The passions grafted on wounded pride are the most inveterate; they are green and vigorous in old age. — George Santayana Age Copy Share Image
“History is a pack of lies about events that never happened told by people who weren't there. . . . History is… — George Santayana History Copy Share Image
Love, whether sexual, parental, or fraternal, is essentially sacrificial, and prompts a man to give his life for his friends. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
It is characteristic of spontaneous friendship to take on first, without enquiry and almost at first sight, the unseen doings and unspoken… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
In any close society it is more urgent to restrain others than to be free oneself. Hence the tendency for the central… — George Santayana Authority Copy Share Image
Old age is as forgetful as youth, and more incorrigible; it displays the same inattentiveness to conditions; its memory becomes self-repeating and… — George Santayana Age Copy Share Image
It would repel me less to be a hangman than a soldier, because the one is obliged to put to death only… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
The world is not respectable; it is mortal, tormented, confused, deluded forever; but it is shot through with beauty, with love, with… — George Santayana Courage Copy Share Image
Christianity persecuted, tortured, and burned. Like a hound it tracked the very scent of heresy. It kindled wars, and nursed furious hatreds… — George Santayana Ambition Copy Share Image
To be boosted by an illusion is not to live better than to live in harmony with the truth ... these refusals… — George Santayana Harmony Copy Share Image
“When we feel the poetic thrill, is it not that we find sweep in the concise and depth in the clear, as… — George Santayana Adventure Copy Share Image
Nonsense is so good only because common sense is so limited. — George Santayana Common sense Copy Share Image
Better not be a hero than work oneself up into heroism by shouting lies. — George Santayana Hero Copy Share Image
Reason and happiness are like other flowers; they wither when plucked. — George Santayana Flower Copy Share Image
Nothing can so pierce the soul as the uttermost sigh of the body. — George Santayana Body Copy Share Image
Skepticism, like chastity, should not be relinquished too readily. — George Santayana Chastity Copy Share Image
To drink in the spirit of a place you should be not only alone but unhurried. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Knowledge of what is possible is the beginning of happiness. — George Santayana Beginning Copy Share Image
Perhaps the only true dignity of man is his capacity to despise himself. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
