Never to get lost is not to live, not to know how to get lost brings you to destruction.
Rebecca SolnitRead
We fly; we dream in darkness; we devour heaven in bites too small to be measured.
Interpretation
This quote speaks to the power of imagination and the pursuit of dreams, even in challenging circumstances.
Rebecca Solnitβs quote highlights the transformative power of dreaming and imagination. It suggests that despite the darkness and challenges we face, we have the capacity to soar, to achieve our dreams, and to experience the beauty of life in small, meaningful ways. The imagery of 'devouring heaven in bites too small to be measured' emphasizes that even these minor experiences can be profound and enriching.
In practice
In a motivational speech about overcoming adversity.
Never to get lost is not to live, not to know how to get lost brings you to destruction.
I still think the revolution is to make the world safe for poetry, meandering, for the frail and vulnerable, the rare and obscure, the impractical and local and small.
We have a real role in how our own collective lives, our nation, and our world and society turn out. Seizing those opportunities is important, and disasters are sometimes one of those opportunities.
If sorrow and beauty are all tied up together, then perhaps maturity brings with it not what Nabhan calls abstraction, but an aesthetic sense that partially redeems the losses time brings and finds beauty in the faraway.
The object we call a book is not the real book, but its potential, like a musical score or seed. It exists fully only in the act of being read; and its real home is inside the head of the reader, where the symphony resounds, the seed germinates. A book is a heart that only beats in the chest of another.
Cities have always offered anonymity, variety, and conjunction, qualities best basked in by walking: one does not have to go into the bakery or the fortune-teller's, only to know that one might. A city always contains more than any inhabitant can know, and a great city always makes the unknown and the possible spurs to the imagination.
If Hero means sincere man, why may not every one of us be a Hero?
For me at age 11, I had a pair of binoculars and looked up to the moon, and the moon wasn't just bigger, it was better. There were mountains and valleys and craters and shadows. And it came alive.
Let your dreams outgrow the shoes of your expectations.
No matter how much funding I get, I'm always thinking, 'This is temporary. This is fragile. It could all end tomorrow, and how am I going to make today worth it? If this is my last day in the lab, what can I do so that I can walk out of here saying, 'That was a good day?''
When you consider all the writers who never even had a machine. Who would have given an eyeball for a good typewriter. Any typewriter. All the ones who wrote on a matchbook covers. Paper bags. Toilet paper. Who had their writing destroyed by their jailers. Who persisted beyond all odds.
Oh, Alexander Hamilton fell short of his best self every now and again, and he still managed to do these wonderful things - well, so do I. So what am I capable of?
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