I am like a man so busy in letting rooms in one end of his house, that he can't stop to put out the fire that is burning the other.
Abraham LincolnRead
The demon of intemperance ever seems to have delighted in sucking the blood of genius and of generosity.
Interpretation
Intemperance can destroy talent and kindness by consuming them.
Abraham Lincoln's quote reflects the destructive nature of intemperance, which represents excessive indulgence or lack of moderation. It suggests that this vice not only undermines one's creative genius but also erodes the generosity and goodwill that individuals possess, highlighting the importance of temperance in sustaining both personal virtue and societal contributions.
In practice
During a speech about self-control and its importance in achieving success.
I am like a man so busy in letting rooms in one end of his house, that he can't stop to put out the fire that is burning the other.
Sir, my concern is not whether God is on our side; my greatest concern is to be on God's side, for God is always right.
Give me six hours to chop down a tree and I will spend the first four sharpening the axe.
How many legs does a dog have if you call the tail a leg? Four. Calling a tail a leg doesn't make it a leg.
For it has been said, all that a man hath will he give for his life; and while all contribute of their substance the soldier puts his life at stake, and often yields it up in his country's cause. The highest merit, then is due to the soldier.
And having thus chosen our course, without guile, and with pure purpose, let us renew our trust in God, and go forward without fear, and with manly hearts.
From a Darwinian perspective, it is clear what pain is doing. It's a warning: 'Don't do that again.' If you burn yourself, you're never going to pick up a live coal again.
That man is wisest who, like Socrates, realizes that his wisdom is worthless
Never attribute to malevolence what is merely due to incompetence
Ambition, if it feeds at all, does so on the ambition of others.
Childhood is the fiery furnace in which we are melted down to essentials and that essential shaped for good.
For if we're destroyed, the knowledge is dead...We're nothing more than dust jackets for books...so many pages to a person.
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