Ideas are like rabbits. You get a couple and learn how to handle them, and pretty soon you have a dozen.
It is one of the triumphs of the human that he can know a thing and still not believe it.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Understanding something intellectually doesn't guarantee belief in it emotionally or personally.
This quote by John Steinbeck highlights the complex nature of human cognition and belief. It suggests that an individual can grasp a concept or fact on an intellectual level, yet choose to reject it emotionally or personally because of biases, fears, or experiences. This reflects a fundamental aspect of human nature, where knowledge and belief do not always align, illustrating the struggle many people face in reconciling what they know with what they accept as true in their lives.
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Example use cases
In a debate on the importance of climate change knowledge, this quote can emphasize the gap between understanding and belief.
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