Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.
John DrydenRead
Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote emphasizes the idea that inner virtue and contentment are more valuable than material wealth.
In this quote, John Dryden suggests that true wealth lies not in material possessions but in the strength of one's character and moral integrity. He conveys that a virtuous life, though devoid of luxury, provides greater warmth and comfort to the soul than riches ever could. This reflects a deeper philosophical belief that inner fulfillment and contentment are paramount, irrespective of external circumstances or material wealth.
Themes
ContentmentVirtuePovertyWealthInner PeaceMoral Integrity
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could serve as a reminder during a motivational speech about finding joy beyond material possessions.
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