May we look upon our treasure, the furniture of our houses, and our garments, and try to discover whether the seeds of war have nourishment in these our possessions.
John WoolmanRead
While I meditate on the gulf towards which I travelled, and reflect on my youthful disobedience, for these things I weep, mine eye runneth down with water.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects on regret and introspection regarding one's past actions and choices.
John Woolman's quote captures the deep emotional response to reflecting on one's life choices, particularly those made in youth that may cause regret. It speaks to the human experience of looking back at our actions, understanding their implications, and feeling sorrow for those decisions that led us away from a desired path, highlighting a profound sense of awareness and empathy that comes with self-reflection.
Themes
RegretReflectionYouthDisobedienceSorrow
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be used in a personal development seminar to highlight the importance of self-reflection.
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