Miguel de Unamuno Quotes
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There are pretenses which are very sincere, and marriage is their school.
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Those faults we do not have, do not bother us.
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Men shout to avoid listening to one another.
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The only reactionaries are those who find themselves at home in the present.
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None are so likely to believe too little as those who have begun by believing too much.
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The less we read, the more harmful it is what we read.
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While men believe themselves to be seeking truth for its own sake, they are in fact seeking life in truth.
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Use harms and even destroys beauty. The noblest function of an object is to be contemplated.
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Man habitually sacrifices his life to his purse, but he sacrifices his purse to his vanity.
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The mists remain of the false glory that erupts from history.
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Anyone who in discussion relies upon authority uses, not his understanding, but rather his memory.
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The chiefest sanctity of a temple is that it is a place to which men go to weep in common.
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The moment love is equated with happiness, it is satisfied — and is no longer love. The satisfied, the happy ones, do not love; they fall asleep in habit, near neighbor to annihilation.
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Scholasticism, a concept which does not bear criticism, is a theological concept specifically designed to sustain faith in the immortality of the soul.
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Fascism is cured by reading, and racism is cured by traveling
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Knowledge for the sake of knowledge! Truth for truth's sake! This is inhuman.
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We men do nothing but lie and make ourselves important. Speech was invented for the purpose of magnifying all of our sensations and impressions — perhaps so that we could believe in them.
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Cure yourself of the affliction of caring how you appear to others. Concern yourself only with how you appear before God, concern yourself only with the idea that God may have of you.
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The pessimism that protests and defends itself cannot be truly said to be pessimism.
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Spiritual Love is born of sorrow. . . . For men love one another with spiritual love only when they have suffered the same sorrow together, when through long days they have ploughed the stony ground buried beneath the common yoke of a common grief. It is then that they know one another and feel one another and feel with one another in their common anguish, and so they pity one another and love one another.
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Faith which does not doubt is dead faith.
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Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.
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An idea does not pass from one language to another without change.
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For it is the suffering flesh, it is suffering, it is death, that lovers perpetuate upon the earth. Love is at once the brother, son, and father of death, which is its sister, mother, and daughter. And thus it is that in the depth of love there is a depth