Everybody must be managed. Queens must be managed. Kings must be managed, for men want managing almost as much as women, and that's saying a good deal.
That mercy towards one set of creatures was cruelty towards another sickened his sense of harmony. As you got older, and felt yourself to be at the center of your time, and not at a point in its circumference, as you had felt when you were little, you were seized with a sort of shuddering, he perceived. All around you there seemed to be something glaring, garish, rattling, and the noises and glares hit upon the little cell called your life, and shook it, and warped it.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects on the discomfort of recognizing the complexity of existence and the discord between different forms of life.
In this quote, Thomas Hardy explores the tension between mercy towards certain creatures and the inherent cruelty it causes to others, suggesting that a deep sense of harmony is disrupted by the awareness of such contradictions. As one matures, the realization of being at the center of one’s own existence versus viewing life from a distance can lead to feelings of discomfort and anxiety, especially when confronted by the chaotic and overwhelming nature of life's experiences.
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Example use cases
During a lecture on the interconnectedness of life, this quote can be used to illustrate the ethical dilemmas we face.
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