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
Human language can but imperfectly describe God's ways. I am sensible of the fact that they are indescribable and inscrutable. But if mortal man will dare to describe them, he has no better medium than his own inarticulate speech.
Interpretation
Human language struggles to articulate the divine and mystical experiences.
This quote underscores the limitations of human language in conveying the complexities of divine actions and the deeper truths of existence. Despite recognizing that these aspects are beyond full understanding, the speaker acknowledges the inherent challenge and necessity for humans to attempt articulate expressions of what may be fundamentally indescribable.
In practice
During a theological seminar, one might reference this quote to highlight the inadequacy of words in explaining spiritual experiences.
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 choice, however, is as clear now for nations as it was once for the individual: peace or extinction.
Now, at times this issue has tended to degenerate into an 'either-or' type of debate. Either we protect our people from terror or we protect our most cherished principles. But that is a false choice. It asks too little of us and assumes too little about America.
There is a point where in the mystery of existence contradictions meet; where movement is not all movement and stillness is not all stillness; where the idea and the form, the within and the without, are united; where infinite becomes finite, yet not losing its infinity. If this meeting is dissolved, then things become unreal.
Every one of us has a bad conscience, which he tries to escape by going to sleep as quickly as possible.
If England was what England seems, _x000D_ An not the England of our dreams, _x000D_ But only putty, brass, an' paint, _x000D_ 'Ow quick we'd chuck 'er! But she ain't!
When superior people hear of the Way, they carry it out with diligence. When middling people hear of the Way, it sometimes seems to be there, sometimes not. When lesser people hear of the Way, they ridicule it greatly. If they didn't laugh at it, it wouldn't be the Way.
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