Show me your hands. Do they have scars from giving? Show me your feet. Are they wounded in service? Show me your heart. Have you left a place for divine love?
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We become like that which we love. If we love what is base, we become base; but if we love what is noble, we become noble.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Our character is shaped by the things and people we love.
Fulton J. Sheen's quote suggests that our identities and moral character are influenced by what we choose to love. If we direct our affections towards base or lowly things, our own nature will degrade; conversely, by loving noble and virtuous pursuits, we elevate ourselves and grow in virtue.
Themes
LoveNobilityCharacterInfluenceVirtue
In practice
Example use cases
In a motivational speech about personal growth.
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