Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. AudenRead
No hero is mortal till he dies.
Interpretation
A hero's legacy lives on even after their death, as long as they make an impact during their life.
This quote by W. H. Auden reflects on the idea that the true essence of a hero is not defined by their mortality but by the impact and influence they have on the world. While physical existence comes to an end with death, the deeds and memories of a hero can be eternal, inspiring future generations and remaining alive in the hearts of those they've touched.
In practice
During a memorial service for a beloved leader, someone might say this quote to emphasize the lasting impact of their contributions.
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.'
We cannot well do without our sins; they are the highway of our virtue.
Human rights will be a powerful force for the transformation of reality when they are not simply understood as externally defined norms of behavior but are lived as the spontaneous manifestation of internalized values.
I learned that money can be a lot of things,It can be something that is hoarded, fought over, protected, stolen and withheld. Or it can be like an energy, fueled by the desire, will, creative interest, need to laugh, of large groups of people. And it can be shuffled and pushed around and pooled together to fuel a common interest, jokes about garbage, penises and parenthood.
A man may build himself a throne of bayonets, but he can't sit on it.
Since we live in a society that promotes faddism and temporary superficial adaptation of different values, we are easily convinced that changes have occurred in arenas where there has been little or no change.
Feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise.
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