What was any art but a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose.
Willa CatherRead
A man long accustomed to admire his wife in general, seldom pauses to admire her in a particular gown or attitude, unless his attention is directed to her by the appreciative gaze of another man.
Interpretation
People often overlook the uniqueness of their partners until someone else expresses appreciation.
Willa Cather's quote suggests that familiarity can blind us to the particular qualities we once admired in our partners. When we are exposed to admiration from another, we become more aware of and appreciate the specific attributes that make our loved ones special, reinforcing the importance of recognition and external validation in relationships.
In practice
During a wedding toast, a friend might quote this to highlight how admiration evolves in relationships.
What was any art but a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose.
That is happiness; to be dissolved into something complete and great.
Our tree became the talking tree of the fairy tale; legends and stories nestled like birds in its branches.
Writing ought either to be the manufacture of stories for which there is a market demand - a business as safe and commendable as making soap or breakfast foods - or it should be an art, which is always a search for something for which there is no market demand, something new and untried, where the values are intrinsic and have nothing to do with standardized values.
The air and the earth interpenetrated in the warm gusts of spring; the soil was full of sunlight, and the sunlight full of red dust. The air one breathed was saturated with earthy smells, and the grass under foot had a reflection of the blue sky in it.
This is reality, whether you like it or not--all those frivolities of summer, the light and shadow, the living mask of green that trembled over everything, they were lies, and this is what was underneath. This is the truth.
I am stuffing your mouth with your promises and watching you vomit them out upon my face.
People with clenched fists can not shake hands.
Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.
For many years now, I feel like my own body struggle has been linked and connected with women I meet in the world. I think we're in this together.
At that moment in time when we feel like the other, we were not the person embraced, not one of the cool kids, not in the club - when you're that person, it makes you feel smaller, and when they persecute you as a result, that's a difficult position to be in.
One of the ways we communicate that we can be trusted is in the way we care for other people.
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