Speak the truth, do not yield to anger; give, if thou art asked for little; by these three steps thou wilt go near the gods.
ConfuciusRead
To see and listen to the wicked is already the beginning of wickedness.
Interpretation
Being aware of evil influences may lead one to adopt similar negative behavior.
This quote by Confucius suggests that merely observing and engaging with wicked or immoral actions can set one on a path towards adopting those same behaviors. It highlights the importance of being mindful of the influences we allow into our lives, as they can shape our own character and choices, ultimately leading us down a path of moral compromise.
In practice
In a discussion on ethics, one could reference this quote to caution against negative influences.
Speak the truth, do not yield to anger; give, if thou art asked for little; by these three steps thou wilt go near the gods.
Earnest in practicing the ordinary virtues, and careful in speaking about them, if, in his practice, he has anything defective, the superior man dares not but exert himself; and if, in his words, he has any excess, he dares not allow himself such license.
When you see a good person, think of becoming like her/him. When you see someone not so good, reflect on your own weak points.
Never give a sword to a man who can't dance.
The superior man is distressed by the limitations of his ability; he is not distressed by the fact that men do not recognize the ability that he has.
Success depends upon previous preparation, and without such preparation there is sure to be failure.
God has put something noble and good into every heart His hand created.
Being deeply knowledgeable on one subject narrows one's focus and increases confidence, but it also blurs dissenting views until they are no longer visible, thereby transforming data collection into bias confirmation and morphing self-deception into self-assurance.
I don't believe that the world is that crazy that they have nothing to better to do with their time than send me emails and tell me these outlandish stories. So I've started to plot the communities that have come to me on a map.
Ideas are the easy part. I spend a lot of time batting them away, trying to keep them from distracting me from what I actually have to focus on and finish. A lot of times, they are a siren temptress beckoning me with the promise of a much shorter, simpler, more slender novel over the horizon, but of course that's very dangerous.
If I look confused it is because I am thinking.
Drink not the third glass, which thou canst not tame, when once it is within thee.
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