Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.
Zelda FitzgeraldRead
Why should all life be work, when we all can borrow. Let's think only of today, and not worry about tomorrow.
Interpretation
Life shouldn't solely be about work; we should enjoy the present without worrying about the future.
This quote by Zelda Fitzgerald expresses the idea that life should not be consumed entirely by labor and responsibility. Instead, it encourages individuals to embrace the present moment, enjoy what life has to offer, and release the burden of future worries, suggesting that life can be more fulfilling when we allow ourselves to experience joy and connection with others.
In practice
In a motivational speech about work-life balance.
Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.
She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn't boring.
The night you gave me my birthday party... you were a young Lieutenant and I was a fragrant phantom, wasn't I? And it was a radiant night, a night of soft conspiracy and the trees agreed that it was all going to be for the best.
A southern moon is a sodden moon, and sultry. When it swamps the fields and the rustling sandy roads and the sticky honeysuckle hedges in its sweet stagnation, your fight to hold on to reality is like a protestation against a first waft of ether.
There seemed to be some heavenly support beneath his shoulder blades that lifted his feet from the ground in ecstatic suspension, as if he secretly enjoyed the ability to fly but was walking as a compromise to convention.
I remember every single spot of light that ever gouged a shadow beside your bones.
But it's just because the chances are all against you, just because there is so little hope, that life is sweet over here.
My name is Salmon, like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered.
Life is a train that stops at no stations; you either jump abroad or stand on the platform and watch as it passes.
But a voice inside her whispered, There are no heroes, and she remembered what Lord Petyr had said to her, here in this very hall. 'Life is not a song, sweetling,' he'd told her, 'You may learn that one day to your sorrow.' In life, the monsters win, she told herself.
What is life but a series of inspired follies? The difficulty is to find them to do. Never lose a chance: it doesnβt come every day.
Nobody knows how long they have left on Earth. There's no guarantees, and for me, when they tell you - not once, twice, three times - 'You've got a couple weeks to live,' or a couple months, you have to determine how you want to do that.
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