Man, in spite of his fatal degradation, bears always the evident marks of his divine origin, in that every universal belief is always more or less true.
Joseph De MaistreRead
There is no man who desires as passionately as a Russian. If we could imprison a Russian desire beneath a fortress, that fortress would explode.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the intense desires of Russians, suggesting they are unparalleled in their passion.
Joseph De Maistre illustrates the depth and intensity of human desire, particularly among Russians, by suggesting that it is so fierce that even if constrained, it would inevitably break free with explosive force. This metaphor highlights the universal struggle between desire and restraint, suggesting that such powerful passions are inherently uncontrollable.
In practice
In a psychology lecture discussing the nature of desire and its implications on human behavior.
Man, in spite of his fatal degradation, bears always the evident marks of his divine origin, in that every universal belief is always more or less true.
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