O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowRead
A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep emotional state that is a mix of sadness and longing, yet not entirely painful.
This quote captures a nuanced emotional experience characterized by a profound sense of sadness and yearning that does not cause suffering. Longfellow uses the imagery of mist to convey how these feelings can be gentle and elusive, similar in character to sorrow, but distinct in their lack of heaviness or pain.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a heartfelt speech at a memorial service to highlight the bittersweet nature of memories.
O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!
There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.
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To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be.
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In the long run men hit only what they aim at.
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You can't just make yourself matter and then die, Alaska, because now I am irretrievably different.
Why canβt I try on different lives, like dresses, to see which fits best and is more becoming?
My grandfather was a Pullman porter, and my father put his way through college by cleaning floors at night in the libraries. I understand that working people are in some way the bedrock of my existence and the existence of many people here.
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I am older than everyone I ever knew. All my dogs are dead. Half a dozen cats, parakeets... all gone.
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