Lovers communicate not inside sentences, but between them. Passion lurks within interstice. It is grouting rather than bricks.
Interpretation
Love is expressed in the subtle nuances of communication rather than just words.
This quote emphasizes that true communication between lovers transcends mere words. It highlights the idea that the depth of a romantic relationship is found in the unspoken moments and the feelings that linger in the spaces between words, suggesting that passion and connection are often felt in the subtleties rather than in explicit expressions.
In practice
In a speech at a wedding, one might say, 'As Lionel Shriver puts it, lovers communicate not just with words, but in the spaces between them, highlighting the depth of their connection.'
Yet if there's no reason to live without a child, how could there be with one? To answer one life with a successive life is simply to transfer the onus of purpose to the next generation; the displacements amounts to a cowardly and potentially infinite delay. Your children's answer, presumably, will be to procreate as well, and in doing so to distract themselves, to foist their own aimlessness onto their offspring.
For pity's sake, if you don't take a shine to a novel, there are loads more in the world; read something else. Continue suffering, and it's not the author's fault. It's yours.
In my country, we're sufficiently consumed by the concept of happiness that the right to its pursuit is enshrined in the Declaration of Independence. But what is happiness?
You were always uncomfortable with the rhetoric of emotion, which is quite a different matter from discomfort with emotion itself.
In the big picture I write for an audience of people I've never met. By the final draft I'm looking for anything in the prose that's prospectively boring to strangers.
Not that happiness is dull. Only that it doesn't tell well. And of our consuming diversions as we age is to recite, not only to others but to ourselves, our own story.
She had an overwhelming desire to tell him, like the most banal of women. Don't let me go, hold me tight, make me your plaything, your slave, be strong! But they were words she could not say. The only thing she said when he released her from his embrace was, "You don't know how happy I am to be with you." That was the most her reserved nature allowed her to express.
Love in a hut, with water and a crust,_x000D_ _x000D_ Is - Love, forgive us! - cinders, ashes, dust.
I'm not claiming divinity. I've never claimed purity of soul. I've never claimed to have the answers to life. I only put out songs and answer questions as honestly as I can. But I still believe in peace, love and understanding.
Jesus wants me to tell you again...how much is the love He has for each one of you-beyond all what you can imagine...Not only He loves you, even more - He longs for you. He misses you when you don't come close. He thirsts for you. He loves you always, even when you don't feel worthy.
I give you my hand, I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or law; Will you give me yourself?
My love for prayer was an answer to prayer.
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