I don't feel any vulgar gratitude to you[for helping me]. I almost feel as if You ought to be grateful to ME, for giving you the opportunity of enjoying the luxury of generosity. . . I may have come into the world expressly for the purpose of increasing your stock of happiness. I may have been born to be a benefactor to you, by giving you an opportunity of assisting me.
Interpretation
This quote challenges traditional notions of gratitude, suggesting that the act of helping can also benefit the helper.
In this quote, Charles Dickens explores the complex dynamics of gratitude and generosity. He implies that instead of the recipient being solely grateful to the benefactor, there is a reciprocal relationship where the benefactor receives the joy of being generous. The essence lies in the idea that acts of kindness can create a cycle of happiness, where both the giver and receiver are enriched by their interactions. Dickens encourages us to rethink our perspectives on charity and the motivations behind helping others, suggesting that there is value in both giving and receiving support.
In practice
In a speech about community service, one could use this quote to highlight the reciprocal nature of helping others.
I recollected one story there was in the village, how that on a certain night in the year (it might be that very night for anything I knew), all the dead people came out of the ground and sat at the heads of their own graves till morning.
A silent look of affection and regard when all other eyes are turned coldly away-the consciousness that we possess the sympathy and affection of one being when all others have deserted us-is a hold, a stay, a comfort, in the deepest affliction, which no wealth could purchase, or power bestow.
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before--more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.
There are not a few among the disciples of charity who require, in their vocation, scarcely less excitement than the votaries of pleasure in theirs.
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Christmas is a poor excuse every 25th of December to pick a man's pockets.
Religion which requires persecution to sustain, it is of the devil's propagation.
We all have private ails. The troublemakers are they who need public cures for their private ails.
Bridges would not be safer if only people who knew the proper definition of a real number were allowed to design them.
This [a state militia system] appears to me the only substitute that can be devised for a standing army, and the best possible security against it, if it should exist.
The human voice is the organ of the soul.
My father was the superintendent of the churches in the state of Montana. He was content in his beliefs. He befit the term 'true Christian.' He would turn the other cheek. He was truly a man of peace.
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