J.r.r. TolkienNever laugh at live dragons.
About This Quote
Never laugh at live dragons. What this quote means is that you must never laugh at someone who is experiencing some kind of adversity. The best way to handle adversity is to be empathetic. If you can relate to the person struggling, it makes it easier for him or her to overcome the obstacle. It gives them hope and gives you hope as well.
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