The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures, they are safe only because nobody has sought after them.
Francois De La RochefoucauldRead
There are very few people who are not ashamed of having been in love when they no longer love each other.
Interpretation
Love can bring joy, but it often leaves feelings of shame or regret when it fades.
This quote by Francois De La Rochefoucauld highlights the complex emotions that often accompany love. While love can be a beautiful experience, the aftermath of lost love may lead individuals to feel embarrassment or shame about what they once felt, especially when reflecting on it in a different emotional context.
In practice
In a speech about the complexities of love during a relationship workshop.
The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures, they are safe only because nobody has sought after them.
Old men delight in giving good advice as a consolation for the fact that they can no longer set bad examples.
Some counterfeits reproduce so very well the truth that it would be a flaw of judgment not to be deceived by them.
Conceit causes more conversation than wit.
The defects and faults of the mind are like wounds in the body; after all imaginable care has been taken to heal them up, still there will be a scar left behind, and they are in continual danger of breaking the skin and bursting out again.
To understand matters rightly we should understand their details; and as that knowledge is almost infinite, our knowledge is always superficial and imperfect.
Faith in action is love, and love in action is service. By transforming that faith into living acts of love, we put ourselves in contact with God Himself, with Jesus our Lord.
He looked like the love thoughts of women.
Love is the energizing elixir of the Universe, the cause and effect of all Harmony.
We tend to think of the erotic as an easy, tantalizing sexual arousal. I speak of the erotic as the deepest life force, a force which moves us toward living in a fundamental way.
We came by night to the Fortunate Isles, And lay like fish Under the net of our kisses.
And enough for me that when my hand touched your shoulder, you leaned on me; and when you felt me slip away, you called my name.
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