Once in awhile you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look it right
Robert HunterRead
Everything you cherish_x000D_ _x000D_ Throws you over in the end_x000D_ _x000D_ Thorns will grab your ankles_x000D_ _x000D_ From the gardens that you tend.
Interpretation
The quote suggests that the things we value most can lead to pain and struggle.
This quote highlights the paradox of cherishing aspects of life that can ultimately bring us hardship. It suggests that even the most beautiful and valued things, like a garden, can have their thorns, representing the inevitable challenges and pains that come with nurturing what we love. It serves as a reminder that life is a balance of pleasure and pain, and that attachment can lead to suffering.
In practice
Use this quote in a speech about the complexities of love and attachment.
Once in awhile you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look it right
If you can even manage to tell exactly what a song is about, all you do is put that song in a box forever, and it loses its evocative power.
When it seems like the night will last forever,_x000D_ _x000D_ And there's nothing left to do but count the years, _x000D_ _x000D_ When the strings of my harp to sever, _x000D_ _x000D_ And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears... _x000D_ _x000D_ I will walk alone by the black muddy river, _x000D_ _x000D_ And dream me a dream of my own, _x000D_ _x000D_ I will walk alone by the black muddy river,_x000D_ _x000D_ And sing me a song of my own.
River gonna take me, Sing me sweet and sleepy,_x000D_ _x000D_ Sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home, _x000D_ _x000D_ It's a far gone lullaby sung many years ago_x000D_ _x000D_ Mama, Mama, many worlds I've come since I first left home
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions, it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
Unannounced changes in life's itinerary are like dancing lessons from God.
Going down (descending), I realized, was like taking hold of the loose strand of yard on a sweater you'd just spent hours knitting and pulling it until the entire sweater unraveled into a pile of string. Hiking the PCT was the maddening effort of knitting that sweater and unraveling it over and over again. As if everything gained was inevitably lost.
Life is not a spectator sport.
If you are coaching kids, the smile on a kid when he does the right thing, when he puts the ball in the net, that's the reward right there.
What right had they to make me suffer like that?
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