If two lives join, there is oft a scar. They are one and one, with a shadowy third; One near one is too far.
Robert BrowningRead
How good is life, the mere living!
Interpretation
Life itself is a treasure, and simply existing can bring joy.
This quote by Robert Browning emphasizes the inherent value of life and the joy that can be found in simply being alive. It suggests that the act of living itself, regardless of circumstances, holds a profound beauty and worth that often goes unappreciated.
In practice
In a speech about appreciating every moment, I might say, 'How good is life, the mere living!'
If two lives join, there is oft a scar. They are one and one, with a shadowy third; One near one is too far.
Tis Man's to explore up and down, inch by inch, with the taper his reason.
I think, am sure, a brother's love exceeds_x000D_ _x000D_ All the world's loves in its unworldliness.
I dare not so honor my mere wishes and prayers as to put them for a moment beside your noble acts; but this know, I would rather submit to the worst of deaths, so far as pain goes, than have a single dog or cat tortured on the pretence of sparing me a twinge or two.
How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark Autumn evenings come, And where, my soul, is thy pleasant hue? With the music of all thy voices, dumb In lifeβs November too! I shall be found by the fire, suppose, Oβer a great wise book as beseemeth age, While the shutters flap as the cross-wind blows, And I turn the page, and I turn the page, Not verse now, only prose!
Where the apple reddens never pry - lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I.
I was born lucky, and I have lived lucky. What I had was used. What I still have is being used. Lucky.
It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.
Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Oh, your daddy's rich And your mama's good lookin' So hush little baby now don't you cry One of these mornin's You're gonna rise up singin' Then you'll spread your wings And take to the sky But til that mornin' Ain't nothin' can harm you With your daddy And your mammy standin' by.
Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
What can you do if you are thirty and, turning the corner of your own street, you are overcome, suddenly, by a feeling of bliss - absolute bliss - as though you'd suddenly swallowed a bright piece of that late afternoon sun and it burned in your bosom, sending out a little shower of sparks into every particle into every finger and toe?
Happiness isn't a fortune in a cookie. It's deeper, wider, funnier, and more transporting than that.
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