With which stars do they go on speaking,the rivers that never reach the sea?
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the idea of unfulfilled potential and the search for meaning.
Pablo Neruda's quote presents a poetic inquiry into the nature of existence and the journeys we embark on that may not lead to a definitive destination. The 'rivers that never reach the sea' symbolize endeavors or dreams that, despite their beauty and purpose, may not culminate in expected outcomes, prompting us to reflect on the value of the journey itself and the connections formed along the way.
In practice
In a motivational speech about pursuing passions despite challenges.
Perhaps this war will pass like the others which divided us leaving us dead, killing us along with the killers but the shame of this time puts its burning fingers to our faces. Who will erase the ruthlessness hidden in innocent blood?
I want to see the thirst inside the syllables I want to touch the fire in the sound: I want to feel the darkness of the cry. I want words as rough as virgin rocks.” - Verb.
Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it's only because in my dream I'm a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands.
And here am I, budding among the ruins with only sorrow to bite on, as if weeping were a seed and I the earth's only furrow.
Once more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to earth's pure death the will to sprout.
I learned about life from life itself, love I learned in a single kiss and could teach no one anything except that I have lived with something in common among men.
If one has been blessed or have been fortunate enough to have got much more than normal wealth, it is but natural that one expects a certain fiduciary responsibility in terms of how that wealth is applied, used and leveraged for purposes of society.
A hidden Bliss is at the root of things._x000D_ _x000D_ A mute Delight regards Time's countless works:_x000D_ _x000D_ To house God's joy in things Space gave wide room,_x000D_ _x000D_ To house God's joy in self our souls were born.
After all, the only thing that is going to save mankind is if enough people live their lives for something or someone other than themselves.
He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret. He thought that the world’s heart beat at some terrible cost and that the world’s pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower.
There is nothing in the world so monstrously vast as our indifference.
To be a mass tourist, for me,...is, in lines and gridlock and transaction after transaction, to confront a dimension of yourself that is as inescapable as it is painful: As a tourist, you become economically significant but existentially loathsome, an insect on a dead thing.
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