Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. AudenRead
Happy the hare at morning, for she cannot read The hunter's waking thoughts.
Interpretation
The hare is blissfully unaware of the dangers it faces, symbolizing ignorance as a form of happiness.
This quote suggests that sometimes, ignorance can lead to a state of happiness. The hare, unaware of the hunter's intentions, represents a carefree existence, highlighting the idea that knowledge of potential dangers can bring anxiety and stress, whereas ignorance can provide a sense of peace and contentment.
In practice
In a motivational speech about the benefits of mindfulness, one might reference this quote to illustrate the tranquility of living in the moment.
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
That the speech of self-disclosure should be translatable seems to me very odd, but I am convinced that it is. The conclusion that I draw is that the only quality which all human being without exception possess is uniqueness: any characteristic, on the other hand, which one individual can be recognized as having in common with another, like red hair or the English language, implies the existence of other individual qualities which this classification excludes.
Nobody knows what the cause is, though some pretend they do; it like some hidden assassin waiting to strike at you. Childless women get it, and men when they retire; it as if there had to be some outlet for their foiled creative fire.
History is, strictly speaking, the study of questions; the study of answers belongs to anthropology and sociology.
Music is the best means we have of digesting time.
'Healing,' Papa would tell me, 'is not a science, but the intuitive art of wooing nature.'
There is no substitute for talent. Industry and all its virtues are of no avail.
It has become quite a common proverb that in wine there is truth (In Vino Veritas).
Nothing is more intolerable than to have to admit to yourself your own errors.
When one side only of a story is heard and often repeated, the human mind becomes impressed with it insensibly.
Most people dislike vanity in others, whatever share they have of it themselves; but I give it fair quarter, wherever I meet with it, being persuaded that it is often productive of good to the possessor, and to others who are within his sphere of action: and therefore, in many cases, it would not be altogether absurd if a man were to thank God for his vanity among the other comforts of life.
Envy, if surrounded on all sides by the brightness of another's prosperity, like the scorpion confined within a circle of fire, will sting itself to death.
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