When friendship disappears then there is a space left open to that awful loneliness of the outside world which is like the cold space between the planets. It is an air in which men perish utterly.
Hilaire BellocRead
Loss and possession, death and life are one, There falls no shadow where there shines no sun.
Interpretation
Life and death are interconnected, and both are necessary for a complete understanding of existence.
Hilaire Belloc's quote reflects on the dualities of existence, suggesting that loss and possession, as well as death and life, are inseparable aspects of the human experience. The imagery of light and shadow emphasizes that just as we cannot have light without darkness, these concepts coexist and shape our understanding of life.
In practice
In a eulogy reflecting on the life of a loved one, you could say, 'As Belloc reminds us, loss and possession are intertwined in the journey of life.'
When friendship disappears then there is a space left open to that awful loneliness of the outside world which is like the cold space between the planets. It is an air in which men perish utterly.
From quiet homes and first beginning, out to the undiscovered ends, there's nothing worth the wear of winning, but laughter and the love of friends.
It has been discovered that with a dull urban population, all formed under a mechanical system of State education, a suggestion or command, however senseless and unreasoned, will be obeyed if it be sufficiently repeated.
Write as the wind blows and command all words like an army!
An institute run with such knavish imbecility that if it were not the work of God it would not last a fortnight.
When I am dead, I hope it may be said: His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.
If trust must be earned, hasn't God unequivocally earned our trust with the bark on the raw wounds, the thorns pressed into the brow, your name on the cracked lips.
There are moments when troubles enter our lives and we can do nothing to avoid them. But they are there for a reason. Only when we have overcome them will we understand why they were there.
That which looks for mercy from an opponent is not non-violence.
Will you not covet such power as this, and seek such throne as this, and be no more housewives, but queens? There is no putting by that crown; queens you must always be; queens to your lovers; queens to your husbands and sons; queens of higher mystery to the world beyond. . . . But alas! you are too often idle and careless queens, grasping at majesty in the least things, while you abdicate it in the greatest.
I only wish that ordinary people had an unlimited capacity for doing harm; then they might have an unlimited power for doing good.
Not, not mine: it's somebody else's wound; I could never have borne it. So take the thing that happened, hide it, stick it in the ground; whisk the lamps away.
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