We are slow to believe that which if believed would hurt our feelings.
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Minds that are ill at ease are agitated by both hope and fear.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Unsettled minds experience turmoil from their hopes and fears.
This quote by Ovid reflects on the human condition, emphasizing how uncertainty breeds anxiety. When our minds are not at peace, we find ourselves caught in a cycle of longing for what we hope for and dreading what we fear, highlighting the mental struggles we face as we navigate our desires and anxieties.
Themes
HopeFearAnxietyMindPeace
In practice
Example use cases
In a motivational speech about mental health, one could use this quote to illustrate the impact of our emotions.
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