We call those poets who are first to mark, Through earth's dull mist the coming of the dawn, Who see in twilight's gloom the first pale spark, While others only note that day is gone.
We are all tattooed in our cradles with the beliefs of our tribe; the record may seem superficial, but it is indelible. You cannot educate a man wholly out of the superstitious fears which were early implanted in his imagination; no matter how utterly his reason may reject them...
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What this quote means
Our early beliefs shape who we are, and these ingrained ideas are difficult to change, even with reason.
This quote by Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr. highlights the profound impact that our early upbringing and cultural beliefs have on our identities and thought processes. It suggests that the ideologies and superstitions that we adopt as children leave a lasting imprint, which can persist into adulthood, making it challenging for individuals to entirely break free from these ingrained notions, regardless of their reasoning capabilities. Holmes underscores the struggle between our rational thoughts and deeply rooted beliefs, emphasizing the resilience of our formative influences.
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In a discussion about the influence of culture on personal beliefs.
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