A Quote by Seneca the Younger

No one can be despised by another until he has learned to despise himself. — © Seneca the Younger
No one can be despised by another until he has learned to despise himself.
What a man sees in the human race is merely himself in the deep and honest privacy of his own heart. Byron despised the race because he despised himself. I feel as Byron did, and for the same reason.
Ay, do despise me, I'm the prouder for it; I like to be despised.
I despised my arrival on this earth and I despise my departure; it is a tragedy.
A man must first despise himself, and then others will despise him.
Never to despise in myself what I have been taught to despise. Nor to despise the other. Not to despise the it. To make this relation with the it: to know that I am it.
The dupe of friendship, and the fool of love; have I not reason to hate and to despise myself? Indeed I do; and chiefly for not having hated and despised the world enough.
Men despise one another and flatter one another; and men wish to raise themselves above one another, and crouch before one another.
Nothing feeds forgetfulness better than war.... We all keep quiet and they try to convince us that what we've seen, what we've done, what we've learned about ourselves and about others, is an illusion, a passing nightmare. Wars have no memory, and nobody has the courage to understand them until there are no voices left to tell what happened, until the moment comes when we no longer recognize them and they return, with another face and another name, to devour what they left behind.
No man should travel until he has learned the language of the country he visits. Otherwise he voluntarily makes himself a great baby - so helpless and so ridiculous.
I have, I must admit, despised the English countryside for much of my life - despised it and avoided it for its want of danger and adventure.
There are many men who are forgotten, who are despised, and who are trampled on by their fellows, but there never was a man who was so despised as the everlasting God has been!
Who then is free? the wise man who is lord over himself; Whom neither poverty nor death, nor chains alarm; strong to withstand his passions and despise honors, and who is completely finished and rounded off in himself.
Seven times have I despised my soul: The sixth time when she despised the ugliness of a face, and knew not that it was one of her own masks.
He that is rich is wise, And all men learned poverty despise.
I learned have, not to despise,What ever thing seemes small in common eyes.
Learned we may be with another man's learning: we can only be wise with wisdom of our own: [I hate a sage who is not wise for himself]
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