Quote by Marianne Moore

It is human nature to stand in the middle of a thing.

It is human nature to stand in the middle of a thing.

Summary

This quote suggests that as human beings, we tend to gravitate towards a moderate stance, choosing to be in the middle rather than taking extreme positions. It implies that there is a preference for balance, avoiding the extremes of any situation. This tendency may arise from a desire for stability, avoiding conflict or simply finding a middle ground that seems rational and reasonable. Overall, the quote speaks to our innate inclination towards finding a middle path when faced with choices or perspectives.

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