Sometimes small incidents, rather than glorious exploits, give us the best evidence of character. So, as portrait painters are more exact in doing the face, where the character is revealed, than the rest of the body, I must be allowed to give my more particular attention to the marks of the souls of men.
As geographers, Sosius, crowd into the edges of their maps parts of the world which they do not know about, adding notes in the margin to the effect that beyond this lies nothing but sandy deserts full of wild beasts, and unapproachable bogs.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote illustrates the tendency to fear the unknown and fill gaps in knowledge with assumptions.
In this quote, Plutarch uses the metaphor of geographers who draw maps to highlight how people often confront the unknown with fear and conjecture. The geographers' annotations suggest that what lies beyond their knowledge is inhospitable and perilous, reflecting a common human inclination to avoid exploring unfamiliar territories, whether in thought, experience, or understanding. This captures the essence of how ignorance can breed misconceptions and hinder the pursuit of knowledge.
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In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a discussion about the importance of facing fears and embracing the unknown.
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