To feed men and not to love them is to treat them as if they were barnyard cattle. To love them and not respect them is to treat them as if they were household pets.
The Tao is near and people seek it far away.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote suggests that profound truths or guidance are often found close to home, yet many people look for them in distant places.
Mencius, a key figure in Confucianism, points out the irony that individuals often overlook the wisdom and truths that are readily available in their immediate surroundings. Instead of recognizing the inherent nature of virtue and understanding within themselves and their communities, they mistakenly search for enlightenment or deeper meaning far away, thus missing the essence of life and self-discovery that is present in their everyday existence.
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Example use cases
In a speech about personal growth, one might cite this quote to emphasize looking within.
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Every duty is a charge, but the charge of oneself is the root of all others.
Truth uttered before its time is dangerous.
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