Lucidity of speech is unquestionably one of the surest tests of mental precision...In my experience a confused talker is never a clear thinker.
David Lloyd GeorgeRead
The stern hand of fate has scourged us to an elevation where we can see the great everlasting things which matter for a nation - the great peaks we had forgotten, of Honor, Duty, Patriotism, and clad in glittering white, the great pinnacle of Sacrifice pointing like a rugged finger to Heaven.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the critical values of honor, duty, and sacrifice that are essential for a nation's greatness.
In this quote, David Lloyd George speaks to the profound realization that, despite the challenges and hardships imposed by fate, there is a higher perspective that allows us to appreciate the enduring values that define a nation. He emphasizes the significance of honor, duty, patriotism, and sacrifice as noble ideals that lead us towards a greater purpose and moral compass, ultimately directing our attention to higher principles and aspirations.
In practice
This quote can be used during a Memorial Day speech to honor fallen soldiers.
Lucidity of speech is unquestionably one of the surest tests of mental precision...In my experience a confused talker is never a clear thinker.
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This fellow is wise enough to play the fool; And to do that well craves a kind of wit: He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye. This is a practise As full of labour as a wise man's art For folly that he wisely shows is fit; But wise men, folly-fall'n, quite taint their wit.
When you come to see you are not as wise today as you thought you were yesterday, you are wiser today.
Seeds must be sown everywhere. Only some will bear fruit. But there would not be the fruit from the few had the many not been sown
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I am learning to understand rather than immediately judge or to be judged. I cannot blindly follow the crowd and accept their approach. I will not allow myself to indulge in the usual manipulating game of role creation. Fortunately for me, my self-knowled
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