Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!
Thomas GrayRead
Here rests his head upon the lap of earth, A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the life of a young man whose potential was unrecognized and whose life was marked by sadness.
Thomas Gray's quote speaks to the plight of an unnamed youth whose life was cut short before he could achieve any notable success. It highlights how despite his humble beginnings and the indifference of fate, the young man embodies the universal experience of unfulfilled potential and the inevitability of melancholy in life, reminding us that greatness is often found in the most unexpected places.
In practice
This quote could be used in a graduation speech to remind students that success is not solely determined by fame or fortune.
Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!
Can honor's voice provoke the silent dust, or flattery soothe the dull, cold ear of death?
Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Ah, happy hills! ah, pleasing shade! Ah, fields beloved in vain! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow.
Any fool may write a most valuable book by chance, if he will only tell us what he heard and saw with veracity.
Sweet is the breath of vernal shower,/ The bee's collected treasure sweet,/ Sweet music's melting fall, but sweeter yet/ The still small voice of gratitude.
By deafening ourselves to the emotional consequences of violence we have become confused by its relationship to sex. We have come to believe that violence equals aggression, and we have come to base our model of sexuality on our model of violence... converting an act of aggression into an act of consensual sexuality.
Nothing seems to me to be rarer today then genuine hypocrisy. I greatly suspect that this plant finds the mild atmosphere of our culture unendurable. Hypocrisy has its place in the ages of strong belief: in which even when one is compelled to exhibit a different belief one does not abandon the belief one already has.
Faith: Belief without evidence in what is told by one who speaks without knowledge, of things without parallel.
Whatever thing a man sets his heart on...is his god; and if his god doesn't also happen to be the true and living God of Israel that man is laboring in idolatry.
Implosion is no invention in the conventional sense, but rather the renaissance of ancient knowledge, lost over the course of time.
Religion can emerge in all forms of feeling: here wild anger, there the sweetest pain; here consuming hatred, there the childlike smile of serene humility.
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