None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
Henry David ThoreauRead
Justice is sweet and musical; but injustice is harsh and discordant.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Justice is pleasing and harmonious, while injustice causes pain and disarray.
In this quote, Thoreau conveys the idea that justice brings a sense of sweetness and harmony to society, just as music does. Conversely, he portrays injustice as something unpleasant and jarring, emphasizing the fundamental human desire for fairness and order in our lives.
Themes
JusticeInjusticeHarmonySocietyFairness
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be cited in a speech about social justice issues.
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