Speak the truth, do not yield to anger; give, if thou art asked for little; by these three steps thou wilt go near the gods.
ConfuciusRead
Three things cannot long be hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.
Interpretation
Truth, like celestial bodies, will eventually be revealed.
This quote by Confucius suggests that certain fundamental truths, similar to the sun and moon, will inevitably come to light. Despite efforts to conceal them, the truth has a way of emerging, reminding us of its importance and enduring nature in our lives.
In practice
In a motivational speech about integrity, you might say, 'As Confucius reminds us, three things cannot long be hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.'
Speak the truth, do not yield to anger; give, if thou art asked for little; by these three steps thou wilt go near the gods.
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Never give a sword to a man who can't dance.
The superior man is distressed by the limitations of his ability; he is not distressed by the fact that men do not recognize the ability that he has.
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Ladylike is the beastliest word there is, I think. If a girl isn't a lady, it isn't worth while to be only like one, she'd better let it alone and be a free and happy bounder.
Itβs no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,β she muttered.
Reason is our soul's left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity
Have you ever danced with the Devil in the pale moonlight?
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At first sight experience seems to bury us under a flood of external objects, pressing upon us with a sharp and importunate reality, calling us out of ourselves in a thousand forms of action.
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