There is not anything that can so suddenly flood the mind with shame as the conviction of ignorance, yet we are all ignorant of nearly everything there is to be known.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
While some of us may know than others about certain things, it is the thinnest slice of all that is, or could be known. In that sense, we are all profoundly ignorant.
We must make up our minds to be ignorant of much, if we would know anything.
Being ignorant is not so much a shame, as being unwilling to learn.
Every mind was made for growth, for knowledge, and its nature is sinned against when it is doomed to ignorance.
Most ignorance is vincible ignorance. We don't know because we don't want to know.
The realization of ignorance is the first act of knowing.
We live on an island surrounded by a sea of ignorance. As our island of knowledge grows, so does the shore of our ignorance.
I am not ashamed to confess that I am ignorant of what I do not know.
It is not ignorance but knowledge which is the mother of wonder.
To know anything well involves a profound sensation of ignorance.