We are slow to believe that which if believed would hurt our feelings.
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Whether you call my heart affectionate, or you call it womanish: I confess, that to my misfortune, it is soft.
Interpretation
The speaker admits to being emotionally vulnerable and sensitive, often perceived as a weakness.
In this quote, the author reflects on the nature of love and affection, acknowledging that their heart is soft and tender, which may be deemed as a flaw or weakness, particularly in the context of gender expectations. The speaker seems to recognize the dichotomy between emotional strength and perceived weakness in being sensitive, ultimately embracing their vulnerability as an essential part of their identity.
In practice
Use this quote in a speech about the importance of emotional intelligence in relationships.
We are slow to believe that which if believed would hurt our feelings.
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A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man's brow.
Fas est ab hoste doceri._x000D_ One should learn even from one's enemies.
Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you.
The end doesn't justify the means.
Love is the force that transforms and improves the Soul of the World.
For bel.i.eve me, the more one is, the richer is all one experiences. And whoever wants to have deep love in his life must collect and save for it and gather honey.
I am the most well-known homosexual in the world.
When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.
My brother gave me some good advice. He said, "What do you want to do? Do that because there are no rules when it comes to love. There are absolutely no rules. Do what you want to do." I think that was the most liberating piece of advice, because love really is unpredictable. There's trap doors, all kinds of scary stuff, caves and bears... You never know what's going to happen so you just have to do what you feel is right in the end.
I thought I would love you forever—and, a little, I may, in the way I still move toward a crate, knees bent, or reach for a man: as one might stretch for the three or four fruit that lie in the sun at the top of the tree; too ripe for any moment but this, they open their skin at first touch, yielding sweetness, sweetness and heat, and in me, each time since, the answering yes.
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