The writer catches the changes of his mind on the hop. Growth is exciting; growth is dynamic and alarming. Growth of the soul, growth of the mind.
Vita Sackville-WestRead
I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep, enduring love that persists through different seasons and times of life.
In this quote, Vita Sackville-West reflects on the timeless nature of her love, illustrating how it has flourished in different seasons of the year. Starting from the freshness and blossoming of spring, to the warmth and fullness of summer, and now to the maturity and beauty of autumn, she shows that true love evolves and deepens over time, remaining steadfast regardless of the changes life brings.
In practice
During a wedding speech to emphasize enduring love through changing times.
The writer catches the changes of his mind on the hop. Growth is exciting; growth is dynamic and alarming. Growth of the soul, growth of the mind.
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I lay down across her with my face in her breasts and my hand on her. We lay there without moving. But under us all moved, and moved us, gently, up and down, and from side to side.
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