Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing.
Kenneth GrahameRead
There is nothing - absolutely nothing - half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote celebrates the joy and freedom found in simple leisure activities, particularly boating.
Kenneth Grahame's quote emphasizes the unparalleled joy and value of spending time on the water in boats, suggesting that recreational experiences like this are not just enjoyable but are among the most fulfilling activities one can engage in. It reflects a deep appreciation for nature and leisure, highlighting how such moments can enhance our quality of life.
Themes
BoatingNatureLeisureJoyFreedom
In practice
Example use cases
During a speech about enjoying life, one might quote this to inspire the audience to take time for leisure activities.
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But Mole stood still a moment, held in thought. As one wakened suddenly from a beautiful dream, who struggles to recall it, but can recapture nothing but a dim sense of the beauty in it, the beauty! Till that, too, fades away in its turn, and the dreamer bitterly accepts the hard, cold waking and all its penalties.
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Then suddenly the Mole felt a great Awe fall upon him, an awe that turned his muscles to water, bowed his head, and rooted his feet to the ground. It was no panic terror - indeed he felt wonderfully at peace and happy - but it was an awe that smote and held him and, without seeing, he knew it could only mean that some august presence was very, very near.
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