Every junkie, he thought, is a recording.
Philip K. DickRead
The rosy hearth, the lamplight's narrow beam, The meditation that is rather dream, With looks that lose themselves in cherished looks; The hour of steaming tea and banished books; The sweetness of the evening at an end, The dear fatigue, and right to rest attained, And worshipped expectation of the night,— Oh, all these things, in unrelenting flight, My dream pursues through all the vain delays, Impatient of the weeks, mad at the days!
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the fleeting nature of pleasant moments and the yearning for rest and contentment in life.
Paul Verlaine's quote captures a nostalgic sentiment about the simple joys and comforts in life, such as enjoying evening tea and the warmth of cherished moments. It emphasizes the inevitable passage of time and how our dreams and expectations often make us restless as we yearn for those peaceful instants, feeling frustrated with delays that keep us from experiencing rest and fulfillment.
In practice
This quote could be used in a speech about appreciating life's simple moments during a family gathering.
Every junkie, he thought, is a recording.
If ever my life can be of any use to you, come and claim it.
I've observed over and over that people seem to get a much deeper sense of fulfillment out of something they've done as an act of service than out of the things they do for themselves.
It's from being melancholy and having my human down experiences that I learn, that I overcome, that I transform - and these realizations I put into song. That's what I choose to put in my backpack and carry with me around the world.
Life is for living and working at. If you find anything or anybody a bore, the fault is in yourself.
Birth, life, death is a cycle. And they're all beautiful, you celebrate all of them. Animals do grieve, but they move on. That's the lesson behind animals.
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