This is my child. I planted it. I saw it grow. I loved it. Don't cut it down.
Interpretation
The speaker expresses deep affection and attachment to something they nurtured and developed, pleading for its preservation.
In this quote, R.K. Narayan conveys a profound sense of connection and love towards something that has been cared for and cultivated over time. The imagery of planting and watching it grow symbolizes a nurturing relationship, whether it be with a loved one, a project, or a dream. The plea to 'not cut it down' highlights the vulnerability of what one has cherished and the emotional pain that comes with loss.
In practice
During a speech about community gardening, one might say this quote to emphasize the importance of nurturing the environment.
We come together only to go apart again. The law of life can't be avoided. The law comes into operation the moment we detach ourselves from our mother's womb. All struggle & misery in life is due to our attempt to arrest this law or get away from it or in allowing ourselves to be hurt by it. The fact must be recognized. A profound unmitigated loneliness is the only truth of life. All else is false. The law of life. No sense in battling against it.
Part of my soul I seek thee, and claim thee my other half
Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and, most easily of all, the gate of fear.
If she undervalues me, _x000D_ _x000D_ What care I how fair she be?
Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real." "Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit. "Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt.
A bruise, blue in the muscle, you impinge upon me. As bone hugs the ache home, so I'm vexed to love you, your body the shape of returns, your hair a torso of light, your heat I must have, your opening I'd eat, each moment of that soft-finned fruit, inverted fountain in which I don't see me.
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
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