Beauty as we feel it is something indescribable; what it is or what it means can never be said. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
To feel beauty is a better thing than to understand how we come to feel it. To have imagination and taste, to… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
I like to walk about amidst the beautiful things that adorn the world. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Beauty is a pledge of the possible conformity between the soul and nature, and consequently a ground of faith in the supremacy… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Is it indeed from the experience of beauty and happiness, from the occasional harmony between our nature and our environment, that we… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
There must ... be in our very nature a very radical and widespread tendency to observe beauty, and to value it. No… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
The lover knows much more about absolute good and universal beauty than any logician or theologian, unless the latter, too, be lovers… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
The habit of looking for beauty in everything makes us notice the shortcomings of things, our sense, hungry for complete satisfaction, misses… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
It is veneer, rouge, aestheticism, art museums, new theaters, etc. that make America impotent. The good things are football, kindness, and jazz… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
In each person I catch the fleeting suggestion of something beautiful and swear eternal friendship with that. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
The Universe, so far as we can observe it, is a wonderful and immense engine; its extent, its order, its beauty, its… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Incapacity to appreciate certain types of beauty may be the condition sine qua non for the appreciation of another kind; the greatest… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Tomes of aesthetic criticism hang on a few moments of real delight and intuition. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Beauty as we feel it is something indescribebale, what it is or what it means can never be said. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
It is in rare and scattered instants that beauty smiles even on her adorers, who are reduced for habitual comfort to remembering… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
In the contemplation of beauty we are raised above ourselves, the passions are silenced and we are happy in the recognition of… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Beautiful things, when taste is formed, are obviously and unaccountably beautiful. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Sex endows the individual with a dumb and powerful instinct, which carries his body and soul continually towards another, makes it one… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
What better comfort have we, or what other Profit in living Than to feed, sobered by the truth of Nature, Awhile upon… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
The combative instinct is a savage prompting by which one man's good is found in another's evil. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
To attempt to be religious without practicing a specific religion is as possible as attempting to speak without a specific language. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
“The contemporary world has turned its back on the attempt and even on the desire to live reasonably.” — George Santayana Copy Share Image
The pride of the artisan in his art and its uses is pride in himself...It is in his skill and ability to make things… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Towers in a modern town are a frill and a survival; they seem like the raised hands of the various churches, afraid of being… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Wealth, religion, military victory have more rhetorical than efficacious worth. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Whoever it was who searched the heavens with a telescope and found no God would not have found the human mind if he had… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
It is easier to make a saint out of a libertine than out of a prig. — George Santayana Copy Share Image
Experience is a mere whiff or rumble, produced by enormously complex and ill-deciphered causes of experience; and in the other direction, experience is a… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
