Sweet is the voice of a sister in the season of sorrow.
Predominant opinions are generally the opinions of the generation that is vanishing.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Popular beliefs often reflect the views of an older generation that is fading away.
This quote by Benjamin Disraeli suggests that the prevailing opinions and beliefs of society are often dominated by the perspectives of an older generation. As new generations emerge, they tend to challenge and redefine these opinions, leading to a natural cycle of change in societal viewpoints. Disraeli highlights the transient nature of collective thought and the importance of recognizing that views may not remain relevant as society evolves.
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In practice
Example use cases
In a discussion about changing societal norms, you might say, 'As Benjamin Disraeli pointed out, predominant opinions often reflect a generation that is vanishing.'
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