Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. AudenRead
Like love we don't know where or why Like love we cant compel or fly Like Love we often weep Like Love we seldom keep
Interpretation
The quote reflects the unpredictable and often ephemeral nature of love and emotions.
In this quote, W. H. Auden emphasizes the complexities and mysteries of love. He suggests that love is something we cannot control or fully understand, highlighting its transient nature as well as the sorrow that often accompanies it. The imagery of weeping and the inability to retain love captures the bittersweet experience of human connection.
In practice
During a wedding toast to celebrate the complexity of relationships.
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
That the speech of self-disclosure should be translatable seems to me very odd, but I am convinced that it is. The conclusion that I draw is that the only quality which all human being without exception possess is uniqueness: any characteristic, on the other hand, which one individual can be recognized as having in common with another, like red hair or the English language, implies the existence of other individual qualities which this classification excludes.
Nobody knows what the cause is, though some pretend they do; it like some hidden assassin waiting to strike at you. Childless women get it, and men when they retire; it as if there had to be some outlet for their foiled creative fire.
History is, strictly speaking, the study of questions; the study of answers belongs to anthropology and sociology.
Music is the best means we have of digesting time.
'Healing,' Papa would tell me, 'is not a science, but the intuitive art of wooing nature.'
Harry, despite your privileged insight into Voldemort’s world (which, incidentally, is a gift any Death Eater would kill to have), you have never been seduced by the Dark Arts, never, even for a second, shown the slightest desire to become one of Voldemort’s followers!” “Of course I haven’t!” said Harry indignantly. “He killed my mum and dad!” “You are protected, in short, by your ability to love!” said Dumbledore loudly.
In this is love, not that we loved God but that He loved us and sent His Son to be the propitiation for our sins. Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.
When I met Jo Wilder, I fell crazy in love and never thought about homosexuality. And I thought, 'Well, this is what I'm supposed to be doing. This is life.'
He who desires to see the living God face-to-face should not seek him in the empty, firmament of his mind, but in human love.
Ah me! Love can not be cured by herbs.
Love is the only reality and it is not a mere sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.
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