Tears come from the heart and not from the brain
Leonardo Da VinciRead
Jealousy is the dragon in paradise; the hell of heaven; and the most bitter of the emotions because associated with the sweetest.
Interpretation
Jealousy can taint our purest joys and lead to deep emotional suffering.
This quote highlights the destructive nature of jealousy, portraying it as a powerful and negative emotion that can distort one's experiences of happiness and fulfillment. By likening jealousy to a dragon in paradise, the author suggests that even in moments of beauty and bliss, the presence of jealousy can create a hellish experience, overshadowing our sweetest moments with bitterness and turmoil.
In practice
In a discussion about relationships, one might say, 'It's important to not let jealousy ruin the joy we find in love, as Alfred Richard Orage beautifully put it.'
Tears come from the heart and not from the brain
Do not apologize for crying. Without this emotion, we are only robots.
I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.
You're not eating anything," said Marilla sharply, eying her as if it were a serious shortcoming. Anne sighed. I can't. I'm in the depths of despair. Can you eat when you are in the depths of despair?" I've never been in the depths of despair, so I can't say," responded Marilla. Weren't you? Well, did you ever try to IMAGINE you were in the depths of despair?" No, I didn't." Then I don't think you can understand what it's like. It's very uncomfortable a feeling indeed.
I could no more have stopped myself from feeling that sadness than you could stop yourself from smelling an apple that has been cut open on the table before you.
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before--more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.
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