Show me your hands. Do they have scars from giving? Show me your feet. Are they wounded in service? Show me your heart. Have you left a place for divine love?
Fulton J. SheenRead
Jealousy is the tribute mediocrity pays to genius.
Interpretation
Jealousy arises from feelings of inadequacy and reflects the recognition of someone's exceptional abilities.
This quote by Fulton J. Sheen suggests that jealousy is often a response of those who do not possess exceptional talents or abilities. It indicates that rather than being a mere negative emotion, jealousy signifies an acknowledgment of someone else's genius, a tribute paid by those who feel inferior, revealing their own mediocrity in comparison.
In practice
In a discussion about how competition can foster creativity, this quote could highlight the feelings of jealousy that arise when comparing oneself to brilliant individuals.
Show me your hands. Do they have scars from giving? Show me your feet. Are they wounded in service? Show me your heart. Have you left a place for divine love?
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