The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures, they are safe only because nobody has sought after them.
Francois De La RochefoucauldRead
Pride does not wish to owe and vanity does not wish to pay.
Interpretation
Pride prevents us from accepting help, while vanity keeps us from offering it.
This quote by Francois De La Rochefoucauld highlights the complexities of human emotions and social interactions, emphasizing that pride can obstruct our ability to accept assistance from others, while vanity can inhibit us from reciprocating and offering help. It speaks to the idea that our ego can create barriers in relationships, ultimately undermining both our capacity to receive and to give support.
In practice
A speaker at a leadership conference might use this quote to illustrate the importance of humility in teamwork.
The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures, they are safe only because nobody has sought after them.
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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.
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I don't care how nice one is to you, the thing you must always remember is that almost never does he really see you as he sees himself, as he sees his own kind.
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The world is not given by our fathers but borrowed from our children.
Whereas the beautiful is limited, the sublime is limitless, so that the mind in the presence of the sublime, attempting to imagine what it cannot, has pain in the failure but pleasure in contemplating the immensity of the attempt
Everything is explained now. We live in an age when you say casually to somebody 'What's the story on that?' and they can run to the computer and tell you within five seconds. That's fine, but sometimes Iβd just as soon continue wondering. We have a deficit of wonder right now.
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