Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.
Walter ScottRead
It 's no fish ye 're buying, it 's men's lives.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the idea that decisions and actions can deeply impact human lives and not just be seen as transactions.
Walter Scott's quote emphasizes the moral responsibility that comes with making choices, especially in business or trade. It serves as a reminder that behind every transaction, there are real people whose lives are affected, urging us to consider the broader implications of our actions and decisions on others.
In practice
During a business ethics seminar to highlight the importance of corporate responsibility.
Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.
Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!
There is a vulgar incredulity, which in historical matters, as well as in those of religion, finds it easier to doubt than to examine.
Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Where shall the lover rest,_x000D_ _x000D_ Whom the fates sever_x000D_ _x000D_ From his true maiden's breast,_x000D_ _x000D_ Parted for ever?_x000D_ _x000D_ Where, through groves deep and high,_x000D_ _x000D_ Sounds the far billow,_x000D_ _x000D_ Where early violets die,_x000D_ _x000D_ Under the willow.
Some African leaders actually dare to suggest that democracy is a concept alien to traditional African society. This is one of the most impudent political blasphemies I can think of.
Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.
It's been months since I last wrote. I've lived in a state of mental slumber, leading the life of someone else. I've felt, very often, a vicarious happiness. I haven't existed. I've been someone else. I've lived without thinking.
Take her away; for she hath lived too long, _x000D_ _x000D_ To fill the world with vicious qualities.
Man's free agency is not of the mind, for that is bound. There is no freedom there.
We came to realise - first with astonishment, then bitterness, and finally with indifference - that intellect apparently wasn't the most important thing...not ideas, but the system; not freedom, but drill. We had joined up with enthusiasm and with good will; but they did everything to knock that out of us.
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