Love is the last relay and ultimate outposts of eternity.
Dante Gabriel RossettiRead
Sudden Light I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the light around the shore.
Interpretation
The quote conveys a sense of nostalgia and familiarity with a past experience that can't be clearly recalled.
In 'Sudden Light' by Dante Gabriel Rossetti, the speaker reflects on a profound feeling of having experienced a moment before, evoking a powerful connection to sensory details like the smell of grass and sounds around him. This experience underlines how memories can be felt vividly even if the specifics remain elusive, suggesting that certain emotions and sensations are deeply ingrained in our consciousness.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about the power of memories in our lives.
Love is the last relay and ultimate outposts of eternity.
You have been mine before - How long ago I may not know: But just when at that swallow's soar, your neck turned so, Some veil did fall, - I knew it all of yore.
Conception, my boy, fundamental brain work, is what makes all the difference in art.
Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragonfly_x000D_ _x000D_ Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky.
Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been; I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell.
Beauty without the beloved is a like a sword through the heart.
A true musician, like Johnny Cash, should be able to walk into a room with nothing but an instrument and capture people's attention for two hours.
I never see the whips niggas be claimin' they drivin,_x000D_ _x000D_ I guess 'entertainment' means blatantly lyin'.
My portraits are more about me than they are about the people I photograph.
Acting is not about being someone different. It's finding the similarity in what is apparently different, then finding myself in there.
I decided at 40 I was wasting entire chunks of my brain and didn't want to blow my one chance on Earth. I'm glad I made that decision. Writing is largely about time, while visual art is largely about space. Sometimes, as with film, you can hybridize, but I think it's basically the space part of my brain wanting equal footing with the time part.
In each verse, a decision awaits us, and we can't choose to close our eyes and let instinct work on its own. Poetic instinct consists of an alert tension.
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