I never go outside unless I look like Joan Crawford the movie star. If you want to see the girl next door, go next door.
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Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.
Interpretation
Love can bring comfort or destruction, and its outcome is often unpredictable.
This quote by Joan Crawford metaphorically compares love to a fire, which can either provide warmth and safety or lead to complete destruction. The unpredictability of love is highlighted, suggesting that while love has the potential to nourish and sustain, it also carries risks that can impact one's life in profound ways.
In practice
This quote could be shared at a wedding to remind couples of the dual nature of love.
I never go outside unless I look like Joan Crawford the movie star. If you want to see the girl next door, go next door.
here was a silence between them for a moment, and she wondered if all women, when in love, were torn between two impulses, a longing to throw modesty and reserve to the winds and confess everything, and an equal determination to conceal the love forever, to be cool, aloof, utterly detached, to die rather than admit a thing so personal, so intimate.
The person who does not decide to love forever will find it very difficult to really love for even one day.
Don’t fall in love with the blessings. Fall in love with the Blessor. Seek first the Kingdom & God will reward you!
Variación / Variations El remanso de aire bajo la rama del eco. El remanso del agua bajo fronda de luceros. El remanso de tu boca bajo espesura de besos. * The still waters of the air under the bough of the echo. The still waters of the water under a frond of stars. The still waters of your mouth under a thicket of kisses. Translated from the Spanish by Lysander Kemp
Narcissus does not fall in love with his reflection because it is beautiful, but because it is his. If it were his beauty that enthralled him, he would be set free in a few years by its fading.
To love! To surrender absolutely, to prostrate oneself before the divine image, to die a thousand imaginary deaths, to annihilate every trace of self, to find the whole universe embodied and enshrined in the living image of another! Adolescent, we say. Rot! This is the germ of the future life, the seed which we hide away, which we bury deep within us, which we smother and stifle and do our utmost to destroy as we advance from one experience to another and flutter and flounder and lose our way.
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