Quote by Benjamin Disraeli

To be conscious that you are ignorant of the facts is a great step to knowledge.

To be conscious that you are ignorant of the facts is a grea

Summary

This quote suggests that recognizing one's own ignorance is a crucial first step towards gaining knowledge. It emphasizes the importance of self-awareness and humility in the pursuit of learning. By acknowledging the limits of our understanding, we create space for curiosity, inquiry, and a willingness to expand our knowledge. This quote highlights the value of intellectual humility and the willingness to question, explore, and seek information in order to grow intellectually.

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