Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
William BlakeRead
I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.
Interpretation
Expressing anger can lessen its hold on you, while suppressing it can lead to its growth.
William Blake's quote highlights the importance of communicating one's feelings, particularly anger, in relationships. The contrast between expressing anger towards a friend and keeping it bottled up towards a foe illustrates how unexpressed emotions can fester and expand, potentially leading to larger issues in interpersonal dynamics. This underscores the value of openness and honesty in both friendships and rivalries.
In practice
In a discussion about managing conflicts, this quote serves as a reminder to express feelings openly.
Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
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