All music is is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments.
Walt WhitmanRead
Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that death is a profound and beautiful aspect of existence.
Walt Whitman expresses that death, often seen as a negative endpoint, holds a unique beauty and significance in the cycle of life. He implies that death, as a natural part of existence, brings closure, transformation, and perhaps a deeper understanding of beauty itself, challenging traditional perceptions of mortality.
In practice
In a eulogy, one might quote this to celebrate the life of the deceased.
All music is is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments.
Did you, too, O friend, suppose democracy was only for elections, for politics, and for a party name? I say democracy is only of use there that it may pass on and come to its flower and fruit in manners, in the highest forms of interaction between people, and their beliefs - in religion, literature, colleges and schools- democracy in all public and private life.
In the confusion we stay with each other, happy to be together, speaking without uttering a single word.
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
Now, dearest comrade, lift me to your face,_x000D_ _x000D_ We must separate awhileHere! take from my lips this kiss._x000D_ _x000D_ Whoever you are, I give it especially to you;_x000D_ _x000D_ So long!And I hope we shall meet again.
And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud.
Memory is redundant: it repeats signs so that the city can begin to exist.
Behind my carefully buttoned collar is my nakedness, the struggle to find clean clothes, food, meaning, and money. Behind sex is rage, behind anger is love, behind this moment is silence, years of silence.
The Holocaust teaches us that nature, even in its cruelest moments, is benign in comparison with man when he loses his moral compass and his reason.
The young man knows that he is irretrievably lost. This is no town of cats, he finally realizes. It is the place where he is meant to be lost. It is another world, which has been prepared especially for him. And never again, for all eternity, will the train stop at this station to take him back to the world he came from.
Nothing is more certainly written in the book of fate than that these people are to be free. Nor is it less certain that the two races, equally free, cannot live in the same government. Nature, habit, opinion has drawn indelible lines of distinction between them.
As we go through life we gradually discover who we are, but the more we discover, the more we lose ourselves.
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