Quote by Mary Kay Ash

Aerodynamically the bumblebee shouldn't be able to fly, but the bumblebee doesn't know that so it goes on flying anyway.


Aerodynamically the bumblebee shouldn't be able to fly, but

Summary

Despite what science suggests about the bumblebee's flight capabilities, it continues to fly due to its ignorance of the limitations imposed upon it. This quote reflects the idea that sometimes, ignorance can be bliss. It serves as a reminder that one should not be discouraged by conventional wisdom or limitations imposed by others, but rather, have the audacity to aspire beyond what seems possible. The bumblebee's ability to defy expectations encourages individuals to persevere and pursue their goals, regardless of any preconceived notions or obstacles.

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By Mary Kay Ash
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