As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
William ShakespeareRead
As many arrows, loosed several ways, come to one mark...so many a thousand actions, once afoot, end in one purpose.
Interpretation
Many different actions can converge towards a single goal.
This quote by William Shakespeare illustrates the idea that diverse efforts and actions, although varied and sometimes seeming unrelated, can ultimately lead to the same outcome or purpose. It emphasizes the notion of unity in diversity, suggesting that despite the different paths taken, the destination can remain the same.
In practice
In a team meeting discussing project strategies, this quote could highlight the importance of diverse approaches in achieving the project's goals.
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
Therefore, I do not wish to consider any proposition to cede any portion of our tribal holdings to the Great Father.
"Bombing Afghanistan back into the Stone Age" was quite a favourite headline for some wobbly liberals. The slogan does all the work. But an instant's thought shows that Afghanistan is being, if anything, bombed OUT of the Stone Age.
The purpose of life is to realize God within ourselves. This can be done even whilst attending to our worldly duties.
The surface of the Earth is the shore of the cosmic ocean. On this shore, we've learned most of what we know. Recently, we've waded a little way out, maybe ankle-deep, and the water seems inviting. Some part of our being knows this is where we came from. We long to return, and we can, because the cosmos is also within us. We're made of star stuff. We are a way for the cosmos to know itself.
I had been brought up in a church which decides everything and permits no doubts, so that having rejected one article of faith I was forced to reject the rest.
I am an unwilling devil. I cry like some vagrant child. I want to go home.
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