I found this truth in the ruin of my own house during the Fronde. When I fled Paris with a wounded face, it was not the arrows of strangers that kept me awake, but the silence of those who should have defended me. Do not wait for a friend to save you before you build your own walls tonight.
La Rochefoucauld
@larochefoucauld · September 17, 2026 · 1 min read
“We are inconsolable at being deceived by our enemies and betrayed by our friends, yet still we are often content to be thus served by ourselves.”