Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
Elizabeth Barrett BrowningRead
But since he had The genius to be loved, why let him have The justice to be honoured in his grave.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that being loved is a greater achievement than receiving justice or honor after death.
In this quote, Elizabeth Barrett Browning reflects on the idea that love is a form of genius that transcends societal recognition. She implies that the appreciation and affection one receives during life hold more significance than posthumous honors, highlighting the value of emotional connections over earthly accolades.
In practice
This quote can be shared at a memorial to celebrate a loved one's life rather than their achievements.
Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
She has seen the mystery hid Under Egypt's pyramid: By those eyelids pale and close Now she knows what Rhamses knows.
First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And, ever since, it grew more clean and white.
Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.
Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres.
Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in full Being.
There are some people who would never have fallen in love if they had not heard there was such a thing.
I imagine a world in which all humans are born with an intact capacity to love, and I am willing to devote my life to making it happen.
So she thoroughly taught him that one cannot take pleasure without giving pleasure, and that every gesture, every caress, every touch, every glance, every last bit of the body has its secret, which brings happiness to the person who knows how to wake it. She taught him that after a celebration of love the lovers should not part without admiring each other, without being conquered or having conquered, so that neither is bleak or glutted or has the bad feeling of being used or misused.
Boys and girls should be taught respect for each other's liberty... and that jealousy and possessiveness kill love.
When he thought of her, it rather amazed him, that he had let that girl with her violin go. Now, of course, he saw that her self-effacing proposal was quite irrelevant. All she had needed was the certainty of his love, and his reassurance that there was no hurry when a lifetime lay ahead of them. Love and patience- if only he had had them both at once- would surely have seen them both through.
I never told my love vocally still.
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