The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures, they are safe only because nobody has sought after them.
Francois De La RochefoucauldRead
Weakness is more opposed to virtue than is vice.
Interpretation
Weakness hinders moral excellence more than wrongdoing does.
This quote suggests that a lack of strength or resolve is a greater barrier to achieving virtue than outright immoral actions. It implies that those who are weak often fail to uphold moral standards, thereby posing a more significant challenge to virtue compared to those who might knowingly commit vices despite possibly having the strength to choose better.
In practice
In a discussion about personal development, you could use this quote to emphasize the importance of building inner strength.
The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures, they are safe only because nobody has sought after them.
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