Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
Matsuo BashoRead
The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
Interpretation
Adversity can lead to unexpected beauty or insight.
This quote suggests that after experiencing loss or destruction, such as the burning of a barn, one may find a new perspective or appreciation for things; in this case, the brightness of the moon becomes more prominent. It reflects a philosophical view that hardships can illuminate aspects of life that were previously overlooked, encouraging us to find beauty in the aftermath of adversity.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about overcoming challenges.
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
Now the swinging bridge Is quieted with creepers ... Like our tendrilled life.
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
Ballet in the air... Twin butterflies until, twice white They Meet, they mate
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
It is perfectly possible to be enamoured of Paris while remaining totally indifferent or even hostile to the French.
Men, however distinguished by external accidents or intrinsick qualities, have all the same wants, the same pains, and, as far as the senses are consulted, the same pleasures.
There is no reality of consciousness independent of the effects of various vehicles of content on subsequent action (and hence, of course, on memory).
Many things are mechanical and should remain mechanical. But mechanical thoughts, mechanical feelings—that is what has to be studied and can and should be changed. Mechanical thinking is not worth a penny. You can think about many things mechanically, but you will get nothing from it.
What comes will also go. What always is will alone remain.
Tell me, where in life is there a value that would make us consider suicide uncalled for on principle! Love? Or friendship? I guarantee that friendship is not a bit less fickle than love and it is impossible to build anything on it. Self-love? I wish it were possible.
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