Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
Elizabeth Barrett BrowningRead
But the child's sob curses deeper in the silence than the strong man in his wrath!
Interpretation
The pain of a child's suffering is more profound than the anger expressed by a strong man.
This quote emphasizes the profound emotional impact of a child's suffering compared to the outward expressions of anger by adults. It suggests that the cries of a child resonate more deeply and can evoke stronger feelings of sorrow and empathy than any display of wrath, indicating that vulnerability and innocence often invoke a stronger reaction than anger and strength.
In practice
In a speech addressing child welfare, one might say, 'As Elizabeth Barrett Browning noted, the child's sob curses deeper in the silence than the strong man in his wrath.'
Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
She has seen the mystery hid Under Egypt's pyramid: By those eyelids pale and close Now she knows what Rhamses knows.
First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And, ever since, it grew more clean and white.
Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.
Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres.
Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in full Being.
And there are loners in rural communities who, at the equinox, are said to don new garments and stroll down to the cities, where great beasts await them, fat and docile.
At length I recollected the thoughtless saying of a great princess, who, on being informed that the country people had no bread, replied, "Let them eat cake".
A kingdom founded on injustice never lasts.
There are thoughts which are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees.
...she knew in her heart that nature has a preference for a particular order: parents die, then children die. But it was a harsh design, offering little relief from pain, for being in accord with it means that the fortunate find themselves orphaned.
Except ye become as little children, except you can wake on your fiftieth birthday with the same forward-looking excitement and interest in life that you enjoyed when you were five, "ye cannot enter the kingdom of God." One must not only die daily, but every day we must be born again.
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