As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
William ShakespeareRead
Men in rage strike those that wish them best.
Interpretation
Individuals often hurt those who care about them when they are angry.
This quote highlights the irony of human behavior, where people, when consumed by anger, tend to lash out at those who have their best interests at heart. It serves as a reminder of how emotions can cloud judgment and lead to actions that may harm our relationships with loved ones, suggesting the importance of managing our emotions to protect those bonds.
In practice
In a discussion about emotional intelligence, this quote can illustrate the consequences of unchecked anger.
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
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