A god implants in mortal guilt whenever he wants utterly to confound a house.
AeschylusRead
It is a light thing for whoever keeps his foot outside trouble to advise and counsel him that suffers.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that it's easy to give advice when one is not experiencing the same troubles.
Aeschylus highlights the ease with which those who are unaffected by difficulties can offer guidance to those who are suffering. This reflects on human nature, emphasizing that it is often those who are distant from trouble who freely provide counsel, possibly lacking the understanding of the true challenges faced by others. It criticizes the simplicity of advice given without the experience of real hardship.
In practice
During a discussion on mental health, one can reference this quote to highlight the importance of understanding the struggles that others face.
A god implants in mortal guilt whenever he wants utterly to confound a house.
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In every tyrant's heart there springs in the end this poison, that he cannot trust a friend.
It is not the oath that makes us believe the man, but the man the oath.
In war, truth is the first casualty.
There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.
If you do not specify and confront real issues, what you say will surely obscure them. If you do not embody controversy, what you say will be an acceptance of the drift to the coming human hell.
There is...a spiritual hunger in the world today and it cannot be satisfied...by better cars on longer credit terms.
Our anxiety does not come from thinking about the future, but from wanting to control it.
Fear? What has a man to do with fear? Chance rules our lives, and the future is all unknown. Best live as we may, from day to day.
But now that I am old, moving every year closer to the end of my life, I also feel closer to the beginning. And I remember everything that happened that day becasue it has happened many times in my life. The same innocence, trust, and restlessness; the wonder, fear, and lonliness. How I lost myself. I remember all these things. And tonight, on the fifteenth day of the eighth moon, I also remember what I asked the Moon Lady so long ago. I wished to be found.
2 p.m. beer nothing matters but flopping on a mattress with cheap dreams and a beer as the leaves die and the horses die and the landladies stare in the halls; brisk the music of pulled shades, a last man's cave in an eternity of swarm and explosion; nothing but the dripping sink, the empty bottle, euphoria, youth fenced in, stabbed and shaven, taught words propped up to die.
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