Never discourage anyone who continually makes progress, no matter how slow... even if that someone is yourself!
PlatoRead
No intelligent man will ever be so bold as to put into language those things which his reason has contemplated.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that the complexities of reason and thought are often beyond the capacity of language to express fully.
Plato highlights the limitations of language in conveying the depth of human thought and reason. He implies that truly intelligent individuals understand that the nuances of their contemplations often elude precise verbal expression, suggesting a profound respect for the complexities of the human mind and the inadequacy of language in fully encapsulating these ideas.
In practice
During a philosophical debate on the nature of existence, one might say this quote to emphasize the importance of recognizing the limits of our expressions.
Never discourage anyone who continually makes progress, no matter how slow... even if that someone is yourself!
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