More company increases happiness, but does not lighten or diminish misery.
Thomas TraherneRead
The soul is made for action, and cannot rest till it be employed. Idleness is its rust. Unless it will up and think and taste and see, all is in vain.
Interpretation
The soul thrives on activity and engagement; it deteriorates in idleness.
This quote emphasizes the vital role of action for the soul's well-being and development. Thomas Traherne suggests that a soul that remains idle will become stagnant and lose its vibrancy, similar to how rust forms on neglected metal. To live fully, one must engage in thought and experience, as passivity leads to a meaningless existence.
In practice
This quote can inspire employees during a motivational speech emphasizing productivity.
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