How is it possible to expect that mankind will take advice when they will not so much as take warning.
Jonathan SwiftRead
Human brutes, like other beasts, find snares and poison in the provision of life, and are allured by their appetites to their destruction.
Interpretation
Humans can be led to harm by their own desires, just as animals are often trapped by their instincts.
In this quote, Jonathan Swift reflects on the darker aspects of human nature, suggesting that like other animals, humans may fall into traps and make harmful choices driven by their appetites. He highlights the idea that desires and cravings can be detrimental, leading individuals to danger and eventual destruction if not managed wisely.
In practice
In a discussion about addiction, this quote could emphasize the dangers of succumbing to harmful cravings.
How is it possible to expect that mankind will take advice when they will not so much as take warning.
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