If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have known will go to heaven, and very, very few persons.
James ThurberRead
Love is what you've been through with somebody.
Interpretation
True love is defined by the shared experiences and challenges faced together.
James Thurber's quote emphasizes that love is not merely an emotion or a fleeting feeling; it is forged through the trials and tribulations that partners endure together. These shared experiences create a bond that deepens over time, illustrating that love is built on commitment, resilience, and mutual support in the face of life's challenges.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a wedding toast to celebrate the couple's journey together.
If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have known will go to heaven, and very, very few persons.
Speed is scarcely the noblest virtue of graphic composition, but it has its curious rewards. There is a sense of getting somewhere fast, which satisfies a native American urge.
The laughter of man is more terrible than his tears, and takes more forms hollow, heartless, mirthless, maniacal.
Things have dropped from me. I have outlived certain desires; I have lost friends, some by death... others through sheer inability to cross the street.
The appreciative smile, the chuckle, the soundless mirth, so important to the success of comedy, cannot be understood unless one sits among the audience and feels the warmth created by the quality of laughter that the audience takes home with it.
Unless artists can remember what it was to be a little boy, they are only half complete as artist and as man.
The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself. Of course he wants care and shelter. You don't buy love for nothing.
The chemistry of mind is different from the chemistry of love. The mind is careful, suspicious, he advances little by little. He advises “Be careful, protect yourself” Whereas love says “Let yourself, go!” The mind is strong, never falls down, while love hurts itself, falls into ruins. But isn’t it in ruins that we mostly find the treasures? A broken heart hides so many treasures.
The scene I had just witnessed (a couple making love in the ocean) brought back a lot of memories – not of things I had done but of things I had failed to do, wasted hours and frustrated moments and opportunities forever lost because time had eaten so much of my life and I would never get it back. I envied Yeoman and felt sorry for myself at the same time, because I had seen him in a moment that made all my happiness seem dull.
I didn't know what hate felt like, not the hate that comes after love. It's huge and desperate and it longs to be proved wrong. And every day it's proved right it grows a little more monstrous. If the love was passion, the hate will be obsession. A need to see the once-loved weak and cowed beneath pity. Disgust is close and dignity is far away. The hate is not only for the once loved, it's for yourself too; how could you ever have loved this?
I have heard that whoever loves is in no condition old.
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)
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