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He was a thorough good sort; a bit limited; a bit thick in the head; yes; but a thorough good sort. Whatever he took up he did in the same matter-of-fact sensible way; without a touch of imagination, without a sparkle of brilliancy, but with the inexplicable niceness of his type.
Virginia Woolf
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What this quote means

The quote reflects on the simplicity and inherent goodness of a person, despite their limitations and lack of imagination.

Virginia Woolf's quote highlights the value of kindness and reliability in a person, even if they aren't intellectually exceptional or creative. It suggests that true worth is found not in intelligence or brilliance, but in the consistent, sensible approach to life and the inherent niceness of a person's character.

Themes

GoodnessKindnessSimplicityReliabilityImagination

In practice

Example use cases

In a discussion about the importance of character over intellect, this quote can be shared to emphasize the value of being a good person.

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