Touch the earth, love the earth, honour the earth, her plains, her valleys, her hills, and her seas; rest your spirit in her solitary places.
Henry BestonRead
Poor body, time and the long years were the first tailors to teach you the merciless use of clothes. Though some scold today because you are too much seen, to my mind, you are not seen fully enough or often enough when you are beautiful.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the relationship between beauty and the perception of clothing over time.
Henry Beston's quote articulates the idea that the passage of time and the constraints of our physical bodies shape how we adorn ourselves with clothing. While some may criticize for being overly visible or noticed, Beston suggests that true beauty is often underappreciated, and deserves to be seen and celebrated more frequently.
In practice
In a fashion seminar discussing the impact of clothing choices on self-expression, this quote can be used to highlight the significance of appreciating beauty.
Touch the earth, love the earth, honour the earth, her plains, her valleys, her hills, and her seas; rest your spirit in her solitary places.
If there is one thing clear about the centuries dominated by the factory and the wheel, it is that although the machine can make everything from a spoon to a landing-craft, a natural joy in earthly living is something it never has and never will be able to manufacture.
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