Revenge is sweeter than life itself. So think fools.
Censure acquits the raven, but pursues the dove.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote suggests that criticism tends to target the innocent while overlooking the guilty.
Juvenal's quote highlights the paradox of societal censure, where those who are virtuous or innocent (the dove) often face scrutiny and rejection, while those who are malevolent or guilty (the raven) escape condemnation. This reflects a broader commentary on human nature and societal justice, indicating that the moral compass of society sometimes misdirects its focus, leading to unjust treatment of those who are deserving of protection instead of blame.
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In practice
Example use cases
In a discussion about ethics in society, one might use this quote to emphasize how often innocent people are unfairly judged.
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An incurable itch for scribbling takes possession of many, and grows inveterate in their insane breasts.
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This is his first punishment, that by the verdict of his own heart no guilty man is acquitted.
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