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
I hold that while man exists, it is his duty to improve not only his own condition, but to assist in ameliorating mankind.
Interpretation
The quote stresses the responsibility of individuals to not only better their own lives but also to contribute to the well-being of humanity.
Abraham Lincoln's quote reflects a profound belief in social responsibility and the moral duty of individuals to contribute to the improvement of society. It suggests that human existence comes with an obligation to not only pursue personal advancement but also to aid in uplifting others, reinforcing the interconnectedness of human welfare.
In practice
During a community meeting discussing volunteer work.
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.
God is in all things, but so far as God is Divine and so far as He is rational, God is nowhere so properly as in the soul - in the innermost of the soul
But the most horrible spot .... lies....immediately south west of Oxford Road and is known as Little Ireland. The race that lives in these ruinous cottages, behind broken windows, mended with oilskin, sprung doors, and rotten door-posts, or in dark, wet cellars, in measureless filth and stench....must surely have reached the lowest stage of humanity.
At this point, realism is perhaps the least adequate means of understanding or portraying the incredible realities of our existence.
For most gulls it was not flying that matters, but eating. For this gull, though, it was not eating that mattered, but flight.
In so many of our communities and countries, racism is endemic. It's built in, like a rot in a frame.
Had the cub thought in man-fashion, he might have epitomized life as a voracious appetite, and the world as a place wherein ranged a multitude of appetites, pursuing and being pursued, hunting and being hunted, eating and being eaten, all in blindness and confusion, with violence and disorder, a chaos of gluttony and slaughter, ruled over by chance, merciless, planless, endless.
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