Why give up before we try Feel the lows before the highs Clip our wings before we fly away I can't say I came prepared I'm suspended in the air Won't you come be in the sky with me
Alicia KeysRead
What breaks my heart is suffering of any kind. Too often, our world is divisive and cruel where it needs to be uniting and loving.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep empathy for the suffering in the world and a desire for unity and love instead of division and cruelty.
Alicia Keys reflects on the pain caused by suffering in the world and emphasizes the need for compassion and unity among people. She laments that, too often, society is marked by division and cruelty, when it should instead cultivate love and connection, pointing to the collective responsibility to address suffering and foster an environment of support and togetherness.
In practice
In a speech advocating for mental health awareness, one could say, 'What breaks my heart is the suffering of any kind, as Alicia Keys eloquently described.'
Why give up before we try Feel the lows before the highs Clip our wings before we fly away I can't say I came prepared I'm suspended in the air Won't you come be in the sky with me
I always want to stay focused on who I am, even as I'm discovering who I am.
Failure isn't an option. I've erased the word fear from my vocabulary and I think when you erase fear you can't fail.
Everything you want to be, you already are. You're simply on the path to discovering it.
I'm a very positive person, but this whole concept of having to always be nice, always smiling, always happy, that's not real. It was like I was wearing a mask. I was becoming this perfectly chiselled sculpture, and that was bad. That took a long time to understand.
I’ve found that the best life has to offer is right in front of me, with my husband and child
Hatred ever kills, love never dies. Such is the vast difference between the two. What is obtained by love is retained for all time. What is obtained by hatred proves a burden in reality for it increases hatred." - by Mohandas K. Gandhi -
I love you, Hermione,” said Ron, sinking back, rubbing his eyes wearily. Hermione turned faintly pink, but merely said, “Don’t let Lavender hear you saying that.” “I won’t,” said Ron into his hands. “Or maybe I will . . . then she’ll ditch me . . .
I care about me now. When I didn't care about me, I was, like, 'Why is this going wrong? Why is my life so bad?' But when you don't care about yourself, nobody else is going to care about you. So I learned to love myself, even if nobody else does.
As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.
The god of love lives in a state of need. It is a need. It is an urge. It is a homeostatic imbalance. Like hunger and thirst, it's almost impossible to stamp out.
Old hands soil, it seems, whatever they caress, but they too have their beauty when they are joined in prayer. Young hands were made for caresses and the sheathing of love. It is a pity to make them join too soon.
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