Pride is founded not on the sense of happiness, but on the sense of power.
William HazlittRead
I am not, in the ordinary acceptation of the term, a good-natured man; that is, many things annoy me besides what interferes with my own ease and interest. I hate a lie; a piece of injustice wounds me to the quick, though nothing but the report of it reach me. Therefore I have made many enemies and few friends; for the public know nothing of well-wishers, and keep a wary eye on those who would reform them.
Interpretation
The quote reflects the author's complex views on human nature, justice, and personal relationships.
William Hazlitt articulates a profound introspection on the nature of goodness and social interaction. He acknowledges that he may not fit the mold of a 'good-natured' person, as he is easily disturbed by lies and injustices, which indicates a deep sense of empathy and moral outrage. This perspective sheds light on the challenges faced by those who strive to uphold ethical principles, often leading to social isolation and conflict.
In practice
In a debate on ethical behavior in society.
Pride is founded not on the sense of happiness, but on the sense of power.
The world loves to be amused by hollow professions, to be deceived by flattering appearances, to live in a state of hallucination; and can forgive everything but the plain, downright, simple, honest truth.
Our repugnance to death increases in proportion to our consciousness of having lived in vain.
We can bear to be deprived of everything but our self-conceit.
There are few things in which we deceive ourselves more than in the esteem we profess to entertain for our firends. It is little better than a piece of quackery. The truth is, we think of them as we please, that is, as they please or displease us.
Prosperity is a great teacher; adversity is a greater. Possession pampers the mind; privation trains and strengthens it.
Myth is much more important and true than history. History is just journalism and you know how reliable that is.
Symbolism is no mere idle fancy or corrupt degeneration: it is inherent in the very texture of human life.
Evil is not any superhuman, but it is HUMAN.
The problem is we need much more moral content.
It is said by the Eldar that in water there lives yet the echo of the Music of the Ainur more than in any substance that is in this Earth; and many of the Children of Ilúvatar hearken still unsated to the voices of the Sea, and yet know not for what they listen.
The anguish of the neurotic individual is the same as that of the saint. The neurotic, the saint are engaged in the same battle. Their blood flows from similar wounds. But the first one gasps and the other one gives.
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