Prejudices are what fools use for reason.
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The mouth obeys poorly when the heart murmurs.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote suggests that our true feelings often influence what we say, even if we try to hide them.
Voltaire's quote highlights the disconnect that can occur between our genuine emotions and the words we express. It implies that when our hearts feel deeply, it becomes challenging for our mouths to articulate anything contrary, hinting at the importance of authenticity in communication and the way our inner truths can often betray our spoken words.
Themes
EmotionCommunicationAuthenticityHeartExpression
In practice
Example use cases
In a speech about honesty in relationships, one might use this quote to emphasize the importance of speaking from the heart.
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