Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.
Walter ScottRead
A glass of good wine is a gracious creature, and reconciles poor mortality to itself and that is what few things can do.
Interpretation
A good glass of wine can bring comfort and joy to our mortal lives.
This quote highlights the capacity of a good glass of wine to provide a sense of solace and contentment in the human experience. Walter Scott reflects on the small pleasures that can help us come to terms with the challenges and realities of mortality, suggesting that such simple joys are rare and valuable.
In practice
This quote can be used in a toast at a dinner party to celebrate the joys of life.
Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.
Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!
There is a vulgar incredulity, which in historical matters, as well as in those of religion, finds it easier to doubt than to examine.
Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Where shall the lover rest,_x000D_ _x000D_ Whom the fates sever_x000D_ _x000D_ From his true maiden's breast,_x000D_ _x000D_ Parted for ever?_x000D_ _x000D_ Where, through groves deep and high,_x000D_ _x000D_ Sounds the far billow,_x000D_ _x000D_ Where early violets die,_x000D_ _x000D_ Under the willow.
Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.
One thing is certain: you can never become anything other than yourself, and unless you become yourself you cannot be happy. Happiness happens only when a rosebush grows roseflowers; when it flowers, when it has its own individuality. You may be a rosebush and trying to flower as lotus flower - that is creating insanity. Erase the mind. And the way to erase it is not by fight: the way to erase it is just to become aware.
If we are not happy and joyous at this season, for what other season shall we wait and for what other time shall we look?
The main thing is to get what little happiness there is out of life in this wartorn world because βthese are the good old daysβ now.
The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.
It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.
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