Quote by Lin Yutang

Where there are too many policemen, there is no liberty. Where there are too many soldiers, there is no peace. Where there are too many lawyers, there is no justice.


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Summary

This quote suggests that an excessive presence of certain institutions can lead to negative consequences. It highlights the idea that an excessively powerful police force can hinder personal freedoms and individual liberty. Similarly, an abundance of soldiers, possibly implying over-militarization, may decrease the likelihood of achieving and maintaining true peace. The quote also implies that an overabundance of lawyers, instead of promoting justice, can contribute to a system that prioritizes legal intricacies over fairness and the pursuit of true justice for all.

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Peace
By Lin Yutang
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