Quote by Francois de La Rochefoucauld

We like to see others, but don't like others to see through us.

We like to see others, but don't like others to see through

Summary

This quote reflects human nature's tendency to value visibility and social interaction with others, while simultaneously desiring to maintain a certain level of privacy and concealment about ourselves. It suggests that we are often more comfortable observing and connecting with others on the surface level, rather than allowing them to truly understand and penetrate the layers of who we are. It highlights the inherent contradiction between our desire for connection and our need for personal boundaries and self-preservation.

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By Francois de La Rochefoucauld

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