Artists are not cheerleaders, and we're not the heads of tourism boards. We expose and discuss what is problematic, what is contradictory, what is hurtful and what is silenced in the culture we're in.
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Tell her that you love her hair, that you love her skin, her lips, because, in truth, you love them more than you love your own.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Expressing love involves appreciating every detail of your partner's being, often placing their qualities above your own.
In this quote, Junot Diaz emphasizes the depth of love that allows one to admire and cherish the personal attributes of a partner. It suggests that true love not only recognizes the beauty in another’s physical traits but also signifies a selflessness where one can prioritize the appreciation of their loved one's qualities above their own.
Themes
LoveAppreciationBeautySelflessnessAdmiration
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a romantic speech to show deep affection.
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