Some pain is simply the normal grief of human existence. That is pain that I try to make room for. I honor my grief.
We tend to lack humility toward love, to patronize it rather than bow before it, to put mundane considerations before the emotional need to hold someone in our arms.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote emphasizes the importance of humility and deep emotional connection in love, rather than allowing practicalities to overshadow genuine affection.
Marianne Williamson highlights how people often fail to approach love with the humility it deserves, treating it as something to be managed or controlled rather than revered. This attitude leads to prioritizing superficial aspects over the profound emotional need for connection and intimacy, suggesting that true love requires us to prioritize our feelings and the act of holding someone dear above all else.
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In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be used during a wedding ceremony to emphasize the depth of emotional commitment in a marriage.
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