You know you are truly alive when you’re living among lions.
Isak DinesenRead
The Cicada sing an endless song in the long grass, smells run along the earth and falling stars run over the sky, like tears over a cheek. You are the privileged person to whom everything is taken. The Kings of Tarshish shall bring gifts.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the beauty of nature and the feelings of loss and privilege in life.
Isak Dinesen's quote captures the essence of nature as a continuous, vibrant force, using imagery of cicadas and falling stars to evoke the sensory richness of the world. It contrasts these natural wonders with the experience of loss, suggesting that even in moments of grief or deprivation, one can still find beauty and privilege in existence.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about appreciating the beauty of life even in tough times.
You know you are truly alive when you’re living among lions.
I do not know if you remember the tale of the girl who saves the ship under mutiny by sitting on the powder barrel with her lighted torch... and all the time knowing that it is empty? This has seemed to me a charming image of the women of my time. There they were, keeping the world in order... by sitting on the mystery of life, and knowing themselves that there was no mystery.
I was young, and by instinct of self-preservation I had to collect my energy on something, if I were not to be whirled away with the dusk on the farm-roads, or the smoke on the plain. I begun in the evenings to write stories, fairy-tales, and romances, that would take my mind a long way off, to other countries and times.
The lime trees were in bloom. But in the early morning only a faint fragrance drifted through the garden, an airy message, an aromatic echo of the dreams during the short summer night.
A visitor is a friend, he brings news, good or bad, which is bread to the hungry minds in lonely places. A real friend who comes to the house is a heavenly messenger, who brings the panis angelorum.
through the loveliness and power of her dream world she was now, in her old frock and botched shoes, very likely the loveliest, mightiest and most dangerous person on earth
The stones were sharp, The wind came at my back; Walking along the highway, Mincing like a cat.
As full of spirit as the month of May, and as gorgeous as the sun in Midsummer.
Mountains are not stadiums where I satisfy my ambition to achieve, they are the cathedrals where I practice my religion.
Tree sitting is a last resort. When you see someone sitting in a tree trying to protect it, you know that every level of our society has failed.
She was riding a bear! And the Aurora was swaying above them in golden arcs and loops, and all around was the bitter Arctic cold and the immense silence of the North.
Our fantastic civilization has fallen out of touch with many aspects of nature, and with none more completely than with night.
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