I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.
Khalil GibranRead
I am bored with gabbers and their gab; my soul abhors them. . . . Is there any place where there is no traffic in empty talk? Is there on this earth one who does not worship himself talking?
Interpretation
The quote expresses frustration with superficial conversations and self-absorption in society.
Khalil Gibran's quote reflects a deep-seated disdain for trivial chatter and the tendency of individuals to focus on themselves rather than engaging in meaningful dialogue. It speaks to the human longing for genuine connection and the aversion to empty talk that fails to enrich the soul or foster authentic relationships.
In practice
In a speech about the importance of authentic communication, one might refer to this quote.
I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.
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