O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowRead
There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings.
Interpretation
The experience of falling in love is pure and sacred.
This quote expresses the profound and sacred nature of the initial experience of love. Longfellow suggests that the first awareness of love is unparalleled in its beauty and significance, likening it to the delicate and enchanting movement of silken wings, which evokes a sense of wonder and purity that should be cherished.
In practice
This quote can be shared at a wedding to celebrate the beauty of first love.
O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!
There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.
Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.
To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be.
God is not dead; nor doth He sleep; ... _x000D_ The wrong shall fail,_x000D_ The right prevail,_x000D_ With peace on earth, good will to men.
In the long run men hit only what they aim at.
You start out giving your hat, then you give your coat, then your shirt, then your skin and finally your soul.
I found the experience of falling in love or being in love was a death, a death of everything. You kind of watch yourself die in a wonderful way, and you experience for the briefest moment β if you see yourself for a moment through their eyes β everything you believed about yourself gone. In a death-and-rebirth sense.
Scott-there's nothing in the world I want but you-and your precious love. All the material things are nothing. I'd just hate to live in a sordid, colorless existence-because you'd soon love less-and less-and I'd do anything-anything-to keep your heart for my own-I don't want to live-I want to love first and live incidentally.
Never's just the echo of forever, lonesome as a love that might have been. Let me go on lovin' and believin' 'til it's over. Please don't tell me how the story ends.
But if I lost you, it would devastate me as nothing else has or ever could. You have so much power over me and thatβs frightening.
You're in love? Out Out of love? I love someone. She doesn't love me.
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