To forgive is not to forget. The merit lies in loving in spite of the vivid knowledge that one that must be loved is not a friend. There is not merit in loving an enemy when you forget him for a friend.
Mahatma GandhiRead
I cannot conceive of a greater loss than the loss of one's self-respect.
Interpretation
Self-respect is vital for personal dignity and fulfillment.
The quote emphasizes the importance of self-respect as a fundamental aspect of human dignity. Losing self-respect is presented as a profound loss, potentially greater than any material or external loss, as it impacts oneβs identity and overall well-being, leading to a diminished sense of self-worth and purpose in life.
In practice
This quote can be used in a motivational speech on personal growth.
To forgive is not to forget. The merit lies in loving in spite of the vivid knowledge that one that must be loved is not a friend. There is not merit in loving an enemy when you forget him for a friend.
Love never claims, it ever gives. Love ever suffers, never resents never revenges itself.
Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will.
The real test of nonviolence lies in its being brought in contact with those who have contempt for it.
Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.
The devotion of such titans of spirit as Lenin to an Ideal must bear fruit. The nobility of his selflessness will be an example through centuries to come, and his Ideal will reach perfection.
The historian's first duties are sacrilege and the mocking of false gods. They are his indispensable instruments for establishing the truth.
I would run into the corner store, the bodega, and just grab a paper bag or buy juice - anything just to get a paper bag. And I'd write the words on the paper bag and stuff these ideas in my pocket until I got back. Then I would transfer them into the notebook.
It is because as we are, our hearts are closed, and we cannot place the holy words in our hearts. So we place them on top of our hearts. And there they stay until, one day, the heart breaks and the words fall in.
I know the compassion of others is a relief at first. I don't despise it. But it can't quench pain, it slips through your soul as through a sieve. And when our suffering has been dragged from one pity to another, as from one mouth to another, we can no longer respect or love it.
I'm so glad I never feel important, it does complicate life!
Lust indulged became habit, and habit unresisted became necessity.
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