Progress would not have been the rarity it is if the early food had not been the late poison.
Walter BagehotRead
The most melancholy of human reflections, perhaps, is that, on the whole, it is a question whether the benevolence of mankind does most good or harm.
Interpretation
This quote questions whether human kindness ultimately benefits or harms society.
Walter Bagehot reflects on the dual nature of human benevolence, suggesting that while acts of kindness and compassion are often viewed positively, they may also have unintended negative consequences. This creates a complex moral landscape where the impact of goodwill is hard to assess, prompting us to consider the true value of our intentions and actions in the broader context of human behavior.
In practice
During a lecture on ethics, this quote can be used to illustrate the complexities of moral actions.
Progress would not have been the rarity it is if the early food had not been the late poison.
It is good to be without vices, but it is not good to be without temptations.
War both needs and generates certain virtues; not the highest, but what may be called the preliminary virtues, as valor, veracity, the spirit of obedience, the habit of discipline. Any of these, and of others like them, when possessed by a nation, and no matter how generated, will give them a military advantage, and make them more likely to stay in the race of nations.
Efficiency in an assembly requires a solid mass of steady votes; and these are collected by a deferential attachment to particular men, or by a belief in the principles that those men represent, and they are maintained by fear of those men - by the fear that if you vote against them, you may soon yourself have no vote at all.
Life is a compromise of what your ego wants to do, what experience tells you to do, and what your nerves let you do.
Every banker knows that if he has to prove that he is worthy of credit, however good may be his arguments, in fact his credit is gone: but what we have requires no proof.
There are, above all, times in which the human reality, always mobile, accelerates, and bursts into vertiginous speeds. Our time is such a one, for it is made of descent and fall.
It is when we notice the dirt that God is most present in us; it is the very sign of His presence.
His (Christ's) appearance in our midst has made it undeniably clear that changing the human heart and changing human society are not separate tasks, but are as interconnected as the two beams of the cross.
So says the most ancient book of the Earth; thus it is written on its leaves of marble, lime, sand, slate, and clay: ... that our Earth has fashioned itself, from its chaos of substances and powers, through the animating warmth of the creative spirit, to a peculiar and original whole, by a series of preparatory revolutions, till at last the crown of its creation, the exquisite and tender creature man, was enabled to appear.
Should anyone knock at my heart and say, 'Who lives here?' I should reply, 'Not Martin Luther, but the Lord Jesus Christ.'
I am dying, but the state remains.
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