Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
William CongreveRead
Come, come, leave business to idlers, and wisdom to fools: they have need of 'em: wit be my faculty, and pleasure my occupation, and let father Time shake his glass.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the value of wit and enjoyment over mundane responsibilities and conventional wisdom.
In this quote, William Congreve suggests that instead of being consumed by the demands of business and the empty wisdom that stems from inaction, one should prioritize wit and pleasure. He advocates for a life enriched by humor and enjoyment, allowing time to pass without the pressures of productivity, which can often lead to folly.
In practice
This quote can be used in a motivational speech about finding joy in work.
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
She likes herself, yet others hates, For that which in herself she prizes; And while she laughs at them, forgets She is the thing that she despises.
Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, Which, to admire, we should not understand
But say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved. To pass our youth in dull indifference, to refuse the sweets of life because they once must leave us, is as preposterous as to wish to have been born old, because we one day must be old.
Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.
There is in true beauty, as in courage, something which narrow souls cannot dare to admire.
The Fremen were supreme in that quality the ancients called "spannungsbogen" -- which is the self-imposed delay between desire for a thing and the act of reaching out to grasp that thing.
A person with a new idea is a crank until the idea succeeds.
Not everyone can wait: neither the sated nor the satisfied nor those without respect can wait. The only ones who can wait are people who carry restlessness around with them.
There are people who possess not so much genius as a certain talent for perceiving the desires of the century, or even of the decade, before it has done so itself.
After such knowledge, what forgiveness?
We were young, we were foolish, we were arrogant, but we were right.
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