A god implants in mortal guilt whenever he wants utterly to confound a house.
AeschylusRead
There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.
Interpretation
The quote highlights how the remembrance of past happiness can intensify present sorrow.
Aeschylus reflects on the profound impact of nostalgia, suggesting that the memory of joy can create a deeper sense of grief when faced with current suffering. This interplay between joy and sorrow reveals the complexity of human emotions, as our beautiful past experiences can loom large and contrast harshly with our present pain, making it feel more intense.
In practice
This quote could be used in a speech about overcoming loss at a memorial service.
A god implants in mortal guilt whenever he wants utterly to confound a house.
Neither a life of anarchy nor a life under a despot should you praise. To all that lies in the middle has a god given excellence.
In every tyrant's heart there springs in the end this poison, that he cannot trust a friend.
It is not the oath that makes us believe the man, but the man the oath.
In war, truth is the first casualty.
When a match has equal partners then I fear not.
In deep sadness there is no place for sentimentality. It is as final as the mountains: a fact. There it is. When you realize it you cannot complain.
There are many things worth living for, a few things worth dying for, and nothing worth killing for.
Going around this country, I have found a great hunger in America for spiritual revival; for a belief that law must be based on a higher law; for a return to traditions and values that we once had. Our government, in its most sacred documents - the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence and all - speak of man being created, of a Creator; that we're a nation under God.
The Christian life is simply a process of having your natural self changed into a Christ self, and that this process goes on very far inside. One's most private wishes, one's point of view, are the things that have to be changed.
Billy Pilgrim says that the Universe does not look like a lot of bright little dots to the creatures from Tralfamadore. The creatures can see where each star has been and where it is going, so that the heavens are filled with rarefied, luminous spaghetti. And Tralfamadorians don't see human beings as two-legged creatures, either. They see them as great millepedes - "with babies' legs at one end and old people's legs at the other," says Billy Pilgrim.
That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
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