Quote by Chinese Proverb

Deep doubts, deep wisdom; small doubts, little wisdom.

Deep doubts, deep wisdom; small doubts, little wisdom.

Summary

This quote suggests that true wisdom comes from embracing and grappling with profound doubts and uncertainties in life. It implies that engaging with bigger questions and challenges leads to a deeper understanding and greater wisdom. Conversely, having only small doubts and avoiding intellectual or emotional exploration may limit one's ability to gain true insights and learning. Thus, the quote encourages individuals to embrace and confront their deep doubts in order to attain greater wisdom.

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