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
One fire burns out another's burning, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish.
Interpretation
The suffering of one can be alleviated by the suffering of another.
This quote by William Shakespeare suggests that our experiences of pain and suffering are interconnected. It implies that when we witness or share in another's suffering, it can lessen our own, highlighting the empathetic nature of human relationships and the understanding that we often find solace in shared experiences of hardship.
In practice
In a support group discussing shared experiences of loss, this quote can emphasize the power of community.
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).
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
Humility is just as much the opposite of self-abasement as it is of self-exaltation. To be humble is not to make comparisons. Secure in its reality, the self is neither better nor worse, bigger nor smaller, than anything else in the universe. It is ? is nothing, yet at the same time one with everything. It is in this sense that humility is absolute self-effacement.
There is no shortcut to holiness; it must be the business of our whole lives.
It is labor that has made the world a fit habitation for the human race.
People get really scared when women reclaim words, talk about themselves honestly and also make jokes because it's a really unstoppable combination.
Death, it seems," Garp wrote, "does not like to wait until we are prepared for it. Death is indulgent and enjoys, when it can, a flair for the dramatic.
If the Word of God is living and powerful, and if the Lord does all things whatsoever he wills; if he said, "Let there be light", and it happened; if he said, "let there be a firmament", and it happened; ...if finally the Word of God himself willingly became man and made flesh for himself out of the most pure and undefiled blood of the holy and ever Virgin, why should he not be capable of making bread his Body and wine and water his Blood?... God said, "This is my Body", and "This is my Blood."
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