If a person cannot foresee the consequences of his act, and is not capable of understanding what he is told about its outcome by those with more experience, it is impossible for him to guide his act intelligently. In such a state, every act is alike to him.
You cannot speak of ocean to a well-frog, the creature of a narrower sphere. You cannot speak of ice to a summer insect, the creature of a season.
Small minds can never handle great themes.
That's how I became the damaged party boy who wandered through the wreckage, blood streaming from his nose, asking questions that never required answers. That's how I became the boy who never understood how anything worked. That's how I became the boy who wouldn't save a friend. That's how I became the boy who couldn't love the girl.
Second-rate minds usually condemn everything beyond their grasp.
It is the habit of mediocre minds to condemn all that is beyond their grasp.
Small minds cannot grasp great subjects.
I agree some people are biased, and I agree that they exist in a world of pure, sheer, raw hatred for anything they don't agree with, but I do believe they're also ignorant. I think they're dumb as skunks. I don't think they've been educated. They haven't the ability to hear and listen to common sense and understand what it is.
We cannot tell some people what it is believe, partly because they are too stupid to understand, partly because we are too proudly vague to explain.
It is with certain good qualities as with the senses; those who have them not can neither appreciate nor comprehend them in others.
Suddenly, all at once, she knows, knows that he doesn't understand her, that he never will, that he lacks the power to understand such perverseness. And that he can never move fast enough to catch her.
Democrats are dumb and Republicans are stupid, but the difference between dumb and stupid is dumb isn't funny. Dumb is when you say something and the whole room goes, 'What did he say?'
A blockhead cannot come in, nor go away, nor sit, nor rise, nor stand, like a man of sense.
We deny the severity of our loved one's problem not because we are naive, but because we can't know.
If man made himself the first object of study, he would see how incapable he is of going further. How can a part know the whole?
Maybe we should admit that our science is not as perfect as we would like to believe and that nature is ultimately inexplicable and beyond our control.
Stupidity without malice isn't horrible; some people can't help it.
