Birds sing after a storm. Why shouldn't we?
Rose KennedyRead
Life isn't a matter of milestones, but of moments.
Interpretation
Life is defined by the small, meaningful moments rather than just significant achievements.
This quote emphasizes that the true essence of life lies not in the grand milestones we often strive for, such as accomplishments or accolades, but rather in the everyday moments that bring us joy and fulfillment. It suggests that we should pay attention to and cherish these fleeting instances, as they contribute more significantly to our overall happiness and experience of life.
In practice
In a graduation speech to remind graduates to cherish their experiences.
Birds sing after a storm. Why shouldn't we?
Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever remains to them?
I would much rather be known as the mother of a great son than the author of a great book or the painter of a great masterpiece.
Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?
I tell myself that God gave my children many gifts - spirit, beauty, intelligence, the capacity to make friends and to inspire respect. There was only one gift he held back - length of life.
If you take a deep breath and look around, 'Look what's happening to me!' can become 'Look what's happening!' And what's happening? The incredible drama of life is happening. And we're in it!
You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!
Life has to be everything. It can't be all sad. It can't be all peaches and cream. Because the lows have you appreciate the highs. And the highs give you perspective on the lows. If it's not everything, it becomes flat or mundane.
Sometimes I would almost rather have people take away years of my life than take away a moment.
I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.
Sometimes I go, βWhat am I doing with my life?β But then I get letters from young women, or people come up to me, and they say, βYouβve made such a difference to my confidence.β And that is a good thing. I should read more fan mail though. Iβm crap at responding.
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