The strangest of our powers _x000D_ Is the courage to live _x000D_ Knowing that we will die, _x000D_ Knowing nothing more true.
Naz?M HikmetRead
The most beautiful sea hasn't been crossed yet._x000D_ The most beautiful child hasn't grown up yet._x000D_ The most beautiful days we haven't seen yet._x000D_ And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you_x000D_ I haven't said yet.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the idea that the most beautiful experiences and feelings are still ahead of us.
Nazim Hikmet's quote emphasizes the potential for beauty and love in the future. It suggests that the most profound experiences—whether they be relationships, moments in life, or expressions of affection—have yet to occur or be revealed. By reflecting on what is yet to come, it inspires a sense of hope and the anticipation of future joy.
In practice
This quote can be used as a comforting message to a friend going through a tough time.
The strangest of our powers _x000D_ Is the courage to live _x000D_ Knowing that we will die, _x000D_ Knowing nothing more true.
We'll dive into the earth together. And if one day a wild flower finds water and springs up from that piece of earth, its stem will have two blooms for sure: one will be you, the other me.
I'm only seven, although I died In Hiroshima long ago, I'm seven now as I was then - When children die, they do not grow.
I built up these lumber piles of love, and with fourteen boards each I built little houses, so that your eyes, which I adore and sing to, might live in them. Now that I have declared the foundations of my love, I surrender this century to you: wooden sonnets that rise only because you gave them life.
As we arise each morning, let us determine to respond with love and kindness to whatever might come our way.
And she thought what a clean, simple life she would have led if it weren't for love.
Love the people you think you'd want to be with in the hereafter.
More than anything, I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness, and then I leaned forward, my forehead against the back of Takumi's headrest, and I cried, whimpering, and I didn't even feel sadness so much as pain.
For what the lover would, that would the beloved; what she would ask of him that should he go before to grant. Without accord such as this, love is but a bond and a constraint.
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