Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
Oscar WildeRead
Hatred is blind, as well as love.
Interpretation
Both love and hatred can cloud judgment and lead to irrational behavior.
Oscar Wilde's quote suggests that both love and hatred have the power to obscure our vision, leading individuals to act in ways that may not align with their true interests or better judgment. It highlights the emotional intensity of these feelings, indicating that when someone is deeply in love or consumed by hatred, they may fail to see a situation clearly, leading to actions driven more by passion than reason.
In practice
Discussing the irrationality of conflicts driven by passion in a psychology class.
Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
London is too full of fogs and serious people. Whether the fogs produce the serious people, or whether the serious people produce the fogs, I don't know.
When one has never heard a man's name in the course of one's life, it speaks volumes for him; he must be quite respectable.
Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance.
A truth ceases to be true when more than one person believes in it.
His morality is all sympathy, just what morality should be
It is love; love, the comfort of the human species, the preserver of the universe, the soul of all sentient beings, love, tender love.
And you're sorry that the ephemeral beauty has faded so rapidly, so irretrievably, that it flashed so deceptively and pointlessly before your eyes - you're sorry, for you didn't even have time to fall in love.
If you love, you will suffer. The only way to protect yourself against suffering is to protect yourself against love - and that is the greatest suffering of all, loneliness.
My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathed enemy.
I have loved and been in love. There's a big difference.
The golden hours on angel wings_x000D_ _x000D_ Flew o'er me and my dearie,_x000D_ _x000D_ For dear to me as light and life_x000D_ _x000D_ Was my sweet Highland Mary.
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