Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. AudenRead
To pray is to pay attention to something or someone other than oneself.
Interpretation
Praying involves focusing on entities outside of oneself, emphasizing selflessness.
W. H. Auden's quote highlights the essence of prayer as an act that shifts our attention away from our own concerns to something greater. It suggests that true prayer is not solely about asking for help or guidance, but rather an act of paying respect and consideration to the needs or existence of others, whether that be a divine entity or fellow beings.
In practice
During a sermon, the pastor quoted Auden to emphasize the importance of community and selflessness in prayer.
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
That the speech of self-disclosure should be translatable seems to me very odd, but I am convinced that it is. The conclusion that I draw is that the only quality which all human being without exception possess is uniqueness: any characteristic, on the other hand, which one individual can be recognized as having in common with another, like red hair or the English language, implies the existence of other individual qualities which this classification excludes.
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The world doesn't understand me and I don't understand the world, that's why I've withdrawn from it.
Tragedy is like strong acid - it dissolves away all but the very gold of truth.
Mystery is the essence of divinity
The whole of existence is dancing, except man. The whole of existence is in a very relaxed movement; movement there is, certainly, but it is utterly relaxed. Trees are growing and birds are chirping and rivers are flowing, stars are moving: everything is going in a very relaxed way. No hurry, no haste, no worry, and no waste. Except man. Man has fallen a victim of his mind.
Among American citizens, there should be no forgotten men and no forgotten races.
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