Everybody must be managed. Queens must be managed. Kings must be managed, for men want managing almost as much as women, and that's saying a good deal.
George's son had done his work so thoroughly that he was considered too good a workman to live, and was, in fact, taken and tragically shot at twelve o'clock that same day—another instance of the untoward fate which so often attends dogs and other philosophers who follow out a train of reasoning to its logical conclusion, and attempt perfectly consistent conduct in a world made up so largely of compromise.
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What this quote means
The quote illustrates the tragic fate of those who adhere strictly to their principles in a world that often demands compromise.
In this quote, Thomas Hardy reflects on the notion that individuals who strive for perfect consistency in their reasoning and actions, much like philosophers and dogs, often encounter dire consequences in a society that tends to value compromise over integrity. The tragic shooting of George's son exemplifies the unfortunate outcomes that can befall those who remain steadfast in their beliefs in a world that sometimes punishes idealism.
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In a speech about the importance of integrity, one might cite this quote to illustrate the risks of unwavering dedication.
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I wish I had never been born--there or anywhere else.
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The trees have inquisitive eyes, haven't they? -that is, seem as if they had. And the river says,-'Why do ye trouble me with your looks?' And you seem to see numbers of to-morrows just all in a line, the first of them the biggest and clearest, the others getting smaller and smaller as they stand further away; but they all seem very fierce and cruel and as if they said, 'I'm coming! Beware of me! Beware of me!
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