One can imagine the look the two lovers exchanged; it was like a flame, for virtuous lovers have not a shred of hypocrisy.
Honore De BalzacRead
We cannot confront solitude without moral resources.
Interpretation
To face loneliness, one must possess inner strength and ethical values.
This quote by Honore De Balzac suggests that solitude is not merely a state of being alone; it requires a certain level of moral strength and personal resources to endure it. In times of solitude, individuals must rely on their own values, beliefs, and inner resilience to navigate the emotional and psychological challenges that come with being alone, emphasizing the importance of self-reflection and moral grounding.
In practice
This quote can be used in a discussion about personal growth during difficult times.
One can imagine the look the two lovers exchanged; it was like a flame, for virtuous lovers have not a shred of hypocrisy.
Loyalty in time of need is possibly one of the noblest of victories a courtier can win over himself.
Marriage must incessantly contend with a monster that devours everything: familiarity.
Who is to decide which is the grimmer sight: withered hearts, or empty skulls?
However gross a man may be, the minute he expresses a strong and genuine affection, some inner secretion alters his features, animates his gestures, and colors his voice. The stupidest man will often, under the stress of passion, achieve heights of eloquence, in thought if not in language, and seem to move in some luminous sphere. Goriot's voice and gesture had at this moment the power of communication that characterizes the great actor. Are not our finer feelings the poems of the human will?
Love is a religion, and its rituals cost more than those of other religions. It goes by quickly and, like a street urchin, it likes to mark its passage by a trail of devastation.
As we discern a fine line between crank and genius, so also (and unfortunately) we must acknowledge an equally graded trajectory from crank to demagogue. When people learn no tools of judgment and merely follow their hopes, the seeds of political manipulation are sown.
Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
War is the province of danger.
Human progress is neither automatic nor inevitable . . .
People took what they wanted, they clutched at coincidences, the few there were, and made a life from them. . . . Choices are made in brief seconds and paid for in the time that remains.
No single event can awaken within us a stranger whose existence we had never suspected. To live is to be slowly born.
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