One can imagine the look the two lovers exchanged; it was like a flame, for virtuous lovers have not a shred of hypocrisy.
Honore De BalzacRead
The virtues we acquire, which develop slowly within us, are the invisible links that bind each one of our existences to the others - existences which the spirit alone remembers, for Matter has no memory for spiritual things.
Interpretation
The virtues we develop create deep connections between people, remembered spiritually rather than materially.
This quote by Honore De Balzac reflects on the importance of virtues in creating bonds between individuals over time. It suggests that while physical matter may not retain memories of our interactions, the virtues we cultivate contribute to a spiritual connection that links all human lives in a meaningful and lasting way.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about the importance of moral values in society.
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If state, party and social policy will not be based on morality, then mankind has no future to speak of.
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
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exile is strangely compelling to think about but terrible to experience. It is the unhealable rift forced between a human being and a native place, between the self and its true home: its essential sadness can never be surmounted. And while it is true that literature and history contain heroic, romantic, glorious, even triumphant episodes in an exile’s life, these are no more than efforts meant to overcome the crippling sorrow of estrangement.
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