Capacity for love in its higher forms seems to be peculiarly human although even in humans it is still peculiar.
Interpretation
The capacity for deep love is a unique aspect of humanity, though it remains complex and sometimes difficult to fully understand.
In this quote, Jeanette Winterson reflects on the unique human ability to experience profound love, suggesting that this capacity distinguishes us as a species. However, she also notes that even within humans, the nature of love can be intricate and peculiar, highlighting the complexities and nuances of emotional connections.
In practice
In a speech about emotional intelligence, one might quote this to highlight the intricacies of human connections.
What is remembered is not a deed in stone but a metaphor. Meta = above. Pheren = to carry. That which is carried above the literalness of life. A way of thinking that avoids the problems of gravity. The word won't let me down. The single word that can release me from all that unuttered weight.
Reading things that are relevant to the facts of your life is of limited value. The facts are, after all, only the facts, and the yearning passionate part of you will not be met there. That is why reading ourselves as a fiction as well as fact is so liberating. The wider we read the freer we become.
I have a list of titles that I leave at the [library] desk, because they are bound to be written some day, and it's best to be ahead of the queue.
Woolf wanted to say dangerous things in Orlando but she did not want to say them in the missionary position.
In that house, you will find my heart. You must break in, Henri, and get it back for me.' Was she mad? We had been talking figuratively. Her heart was in her body like mine. I tried to explain this to her, but she took my hand and put it against her chest. Feel for yourself.
History is a string full of knots, the best you can do is admire it, and maybe tie it up a bit more. History is a hammock for swinging and a game for playing.
Love is the pursuit of the whole.
you said Is there anything which is dead or alive more beautiful than my body,to have in your fingers (trembling ever so little)? Looking into your eyes Nothing,i said,except the air of spring smelling of never and forever. ....and through the lattice which moved as if a hand is touched by a hand(which moved as though fingers touch a girl's breast, lightly) Do you believe in always,the wind said to the rain I am too busy with my flowers to believe,the rain answered
The sun will stand as your best man_x000D_ _x000D_ And whistle_x000D_ _x000D_ When you have found the courage_x000D_ _x000D_ To marry forgiveness_x000D_ _x000D_ _x000D_ When you have found the courage_x000D_ _x000D_ to marry_x000D_ _x000D_ Love.
MY river runs to thee: Blue sea, wilt welcome me? My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously! I βll fetch thee brooks From spotted nooks,β Say, sea, Take me!
When lovers of life get ready to dance, the earth shakes and the sky trembles.
Staunch & faithful little lovers that they are, they give back a hundred fold every sign of love one ever gives them β & it mitigates the pang of losing them to know how very happy a little affection has made them .
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