How quiet the writing, how noisy the printing.
However much you feed a wolf, it always looks to the forest. We are all wolves of the dense forest of Eternity.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote highlights the inherent nature of beings to seek their origins and true environment, regardless of external circumstances.
In this quote, Marina Tsvetaeva suggests that just like wolves, which will always be drawn back to the forest no matter how well they are fed, humans too have an innate longing for their true nature and spiritual roots. The metaphor of the 'dense forest of Eternity' illustrates a deeper existential connection that transcends material satisfaction, implying that our essence drives us towards our origin and purpose in life.
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In practice
Example use cases
In a speech about personal development, one could use this quote to illustrate the importance of understanding one's true nature.
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