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Dante AlighieriRead
There's not the least thing can be said or done, but people will talk and find fault.
Interpretation
People will always criticize actions, regardless of their nature.
Dante Alighieri's quote expresses the inevitability of criticism in life. No matter what one does, there will always be observers who find fault, suggesting that the pursuit of perfection or universal approval is futile. Instead of seeking validation, it's important to cultivate resilience against negativity and embrace one's choices.
In practice
In a motivational speech about resilience, one might use this quote to emphasize the importance of not being deterred by criticism.
I saw within Its depth how It conceives_x000D_ _x000D_ All things in a single volume bound by Love_x000D_ _x000D_ of which the universe is the scattered leaves.
Before me things created were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
The customs and fashions of men change like leaves on the bough, some of which go and others come.
Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground.
Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men.
Thus you may understand that love alone is the true seed of every merit in you, and of all acts for which you must atone.
We must not permit our respect for the dead or our sympathy for the living to lead us into an act of injustice to the balance of the living.
He that seeks here any other thing but simply God and the salvation of his soul, will find nothing but trouble and sorrow.
Every man is the builder of a temple called his body.
Pity the nation whose statesman is a fox, whose philosopher is a juggler, and whose art is the art of patching and mimicking. Pity the nation that welcomes its new ruler with trumpetings, and farewells him with hootings, only to welcome another ruler with trumpetings again. Pity the nation whose sages are dumb with years and whose strong men are yet in the cradle. Pity the nation divided into fragments, each fragment deeming itself a nation.
When a condition or a problem becomes too great, humans have the protection of not thinking about it. But it goes inward and minces up with a lot of other things already there and what comes out is discontent and uneasiness, guilt and a compulsion to get something--anything--before it is all gone.
A soul that is reluctant to share does not as a rule have much of its own. Miserliness is here a symptom of meagerness.
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