After all, damn it, what does being in love mean if you can't trust a person.
Evelyn WaughRead
Her heart was broken perhaps, but it was a small inexpensive organ of local manufacture. In a wider and grander way she felt things had been simplified.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on how the experience of heartbreak can make life feel simpler and more manageable.
In this quote, Evelyn Waugh comments on the nature of heartbreak, likening the heart to a small, inexpensive organ. It suggests that while personal pain is real, it can also lead to a sense of clarity or simplification in life's complexities, as one learns to navigate their emotions in a broader context.
In practice
This quote would be perfect for a discussion on the lessons learned from relationships at a support group meeting.
After all, damn it, what does being in love mean if you can't trust a person.
It is a curious thing... that every creed promises a paradise which will be absolutely uninhabitable for anyone of civilized taste.
There are no poetic ideas; only poetic utterances.
Punctuality is the virtue of the bored.
...she had regained what I thought she had lost forever, the magical sadness which had drawn me to her, the thwarted look that had seemed to say, "Surely I was made for some other purpose than this?
That was the change in her from ten years ago; that, indeed, was her reward, this haunting, magical sadness which spoke straight to the heart and struck silence; it was the completion of her beauty.
He (God) loved us not because we are lovable, but because He is love.
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washèd it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
Love is the only reality and it is not a mere sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.
There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.
It is my wish that my ashes may repose on the banks of the Seine, in the midst of the French people, whom I have loved so well.
Don't we forgive everything of a lover? We forgive selfishness, desire, guile. As long as we are the motive for it...There are some European words you can never translate properly into another language.
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