We light the oven so that everyone may bake bread in it.
Jose MartiRead
Just as he who gives his life to serve a great idea is admirable, he who avails himself of a great idea to serve his personal hopes of glory and power is abominable, even if he too risks his life.
Interpretation
The quote highlights the distinction between noble service to a great cause and self-serving ambition, even when both involve personal sacrifice.
Jose Marti's quote emphasizes the importance of intention behind one's actions. While sacrificing oneself for a noble idea is commendable, doing so for personal gain, even if it involves risk, is deemed morally reprehensible. This reflection invites us to evaluate our motivations and the ethical implications of our pursuits, urging a commitment to ideals that transcend personal ambition.
In practice
In a speech about ethical leadership, one could use this quote to illustrate the importance of serving a greater good.
We light the oven so that everyone may bake bread in it.
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Men have no special right because they belong to one race or another: the word man defines all rights.
Other famous men, those of much talk and few deeds, soon evaporate. Action is the dignity of greatness.
Man is a living duty, a depository of powers that he must not leave in a brute state. Man is a wing.
Like stones rolling down hills, fair ideas reach their objectives despite all obstacles and barriers. It may be possible to speed or hinder them, but impossible to stop them.
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We are a continent of refugees, and if you say we can't integrate refugees, that's not consistent with our values, even if borders cannot be wide open.
The light of the Lord's transfiguration does not come into being or cease to be, nor is it circumscribed or perceptible to the senses, even though for a short time on the narrow mountain top it was seen by human eyes.
Without free speech no search for truth is possible... no discovery of truth is useful.
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