As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
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Thyself shall see the act; For, as thou urgest justice, be assured Thou shalt have justice, more than thou desir'st.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the importance of self-awareness and the inevitability of receiving justice based on one's actions.
In this quote, Shakespeare suggests that individuals should be cognizant of their own deeds, as they will ultimately witness the consequences of those actions. It reflects the concept that when one advocates for justice, they must also be prepared to accept the repercussions, both good and bad, of their own behavior, indicating a deeper moral understanding of fairness and accountability.
In practice
During a discussion on fairness in the workplace, one might quote this to stress the importance of accountability.
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
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