Prejudices are what fools use for reason.
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It is love; love, the comfort of the human species, the preserver of the universe, the soul of all sentient beings, love, tender love.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Love is essential for human connection and the preservation of life.
In this quote, Voltaire emphasizes the profound importance of love in human experience. He portrays love not just as an emotion but as a fundamental force that comforts humanity, sustains our existence, and connects all sentient beings, highlighting its tenderness and essential role in the universe.
Themes
LoveComfortUniverseSentientTenderness
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be shared at a wedding to highlight the importance of love in relationships.
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