Whatever may be the tensions and the stresses of a particular day, there is always lurking close at hand the trailing beauty of forgotten joy or unremembered peace.
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A bigot is a person who makes an idol of his commitments.
Interpretation
What this quote means
A bigot prioritizes their beliefs over understanding or accepting others' perspectives.
Howard Thurman's quote suggests that a bigot is someone who clings blindly to their own beliefs and commitments, elevating them to an unquestionable status. This inflexibility prevents them from appreciating the diversity of thought and life experiences that others bring, ultimately leading to narrow-mindedness and intolerance.
Themes
BigotryCommitmentsBeliefsIntoleranceUnderstanding
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a debate about freedom of speech and the importance of open-mindedness.
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