I always do the first line well, but I have trouble doing the others.
MoliereRead
Esteem must be founded on some sort of preference. Bestow it on everybody and it ceases to have any meaning at all.
Interpretation
Esteem gains value through selectivity; universal admiration dilutes its significance.
Moliere's quote suggests that esteem or respect holds true value only when it is reserved for certain individuals based on preference and merit. When esteem is indiscriminately given to everyone without discernment, it loses its meaning and impact, as it no longer signifies anything special or noteworthy.
In practice
In a motivational speech about personal value and self-worth.
I always do the first line well, but I have trouble doing the others.
Beauty without intelligence is like a hook without bait.
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Oh, I may be devout, but I am human all the same.
Hypocrisy is a fashionable vice, and all fashionable vices pass for virtue.
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The humanity that is given to other people isn't given to us. There is an expendability that comes along with being African American.
Faith... must be enforced by reason... when faith becomes blind it dies.
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I would only believe in a god who could dance. And when I saw my devil I found him serious, thorough, profound, and solemn: it was the spirit of gravity—through him all things fall. Not by wrath does one kill but by laughter. Come, let us kill the spirit of gravity!
Ethics is in origin the art of recommending to others the sacrifices required for cooperation with oneself.
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