Quote by Seneca (Seneca the Elder)

Whatever is well said by another, is mine.

Whatever is well said by another, is mine.

Summary

This quote suggests that if something is spoken with precision and wisdom by another individual, one may embrace it and take ownership of it as their own. It emphasizes the importance of recognizing the value of knowledge and viewpoints shared by others and embracing them as part of our own understanding. It encourages intellectual humility and openness to learning from others, highlighting the idea that great ideas are not confined to a single person, but are meant to be embraced and shared by all.

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By Seneca (Seneca the Elder)

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