So long as I have questions to which there are no answers, I shall go on writing.
Clarice LispectorRead
I hear the mad song of a little bird and crush butterflies between my fingers.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the duality of beauty and destruction in nature and life.
Clarice Lispector's quote captures the contrast between the delicate beauty of nature, symbolized by the 'little bird' and 'butterflies', and the destructive actions we sometimes take. The 'mad song' of the bird indicates a chaotic or overwhelming beauty, while the act of 'crushing butterflies' represents a disregard for that beauty, highlighting the complexity of human emotion and experience towards nature.
In practice
This quote can be used in a nature appreciation speech to illustrate the fragility of beauty.
So long as I have questions to which there are no answers, I shall go on writing.
A horse is freedom so indominable that it becomes useless to imprison it to serve man: it lets itself be domesticated, but with a simple, rebellious toss of the head-shaking its mane like an abundance of free-flowing hair-it shows that its inner nature is always wild, translucent and free.
The mystery of human destiny is that we are fated, but that we have the freedom to fulfill or not fulfill our fate: realization of our fated destiny depends on us. While inhuman beings like the cockroach realize the entire cycle without going astray because they make no choices.
Love is now, is always. All that is missing is the coup de grΓ’ce- which is called passion.
I work only with lost and founds.
Ela acreditava em anjo e, porque acreditava, eles existiam" | "She believed in angels, and, because she believed, they existed
We feel surprise when travellers tell us of the vast dimensions of the Pyramids and other great ruins, but how utterly insignificant are the greatest of these, when compared to these mountains of stone accumulated by the agency of various minute and tender animals!
It's not a choice between our environment and our economy; it's a choice between prosperity and decline.
Nature tells every secret once.
We all moan and groan about the loss of the quality of life through the destruction of our ecology, and yet every one of us, in our own little comfortable ways, contributes daily to that destruction. It's time now to awaken in each one of us the respect and attention our beloved Mother deserves.
The fact that the colors in the flower have evolved in order to attract insects to pollinate it is interesting; that means insects can see the colors. That adds a question: does this aesthetic sense we have also exist in lower forms of life?
There is something frank and joyous and young in the open face of the country. It gives itself ungrudgingly to the moods of the season, holding nothing back.
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