If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers.
Interpretation
Loving something beautiful can bring joy in unexpected ways.
This quote suggests that love can enhance our appreciation of beauty and the world around us. Even though the flower is distant and exists only in imagination, the love for it enriches our experiences, allowing us to find sweetness and beauty in the night sky filled with stars that symbolize those flowers.
In practice
In a wedding speech to express the beauty of love and the joy it brings.
Grown-ups love figures... When you tell them you've made a new friend they never ask you any questions about essential matters. They never say to you "What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies? " Instead they demand "How old is he? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father make? " Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him.
Attitude is a paintbrush. It colors everything!
Water, thou hast no taste, no color, no odor; canst not be defined, art relished while ever mysterious. Not necessary to life, but rather life itself, thou fillest us with a gratification that exceeds the delight of the senses.
In those days, I didn't understand anything. I should have judged her according to her actions, not her words. She perfumed my planet and lit up my life. I should never have run away! I ought to have realized the tenderness underlying her silly pretensions. Flowers are so contadictory! But I was too young to know how to love her.
When a mystery is too overpowering, one dare not disobey.
When the body sinks into death, the essence of man is revealed. Man is a knot, a web, a mesh into which relationships are tied. Only those relationships matter. The body is an old crock that nobody will miss. I have never known a man to think of himself when dying. Never.
The real lover is the man who can thrill you just by touching your head or smiling into your eyes - or just by staring into space.
I think you have to pay for love with bitter tears.
Love is trusting, accepting, and believing, without guarantee. Love is patient and waits, but it's an active waiting, not a passive one. For it is continually offering itself in a mutual revealing, a mutual sharing. Love is spontaneous and craves expression through joy, through beauty, through truth, even through tears.
... the woman who grows up with the idea that she is simply to be an amiable animal, to be caressed and coaxed, is invariably a bitterly disappointed woman. A game of chess will cure such a conceit forever. The woman that knows the most, thinks the most, feels the most, is the most. Intellectual affection is the only lasting love. Love that has a game of chess in it can checkmate any man and solve the problem of life.
Kind are her answers, But her performance keeps no day; Breaks time, as dancers. From their own Music when they stray.
I wanted to wear her as you would a piece of clothing, to fold into her ribs, be a stone in her mouth.
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