And that's when I understand that I have been stained. Whether I'm still in love with him, whether he was ever in love with me, and no matter who he's in love with now, Willem changed my life. He showed me how to get lost, and then I showed myself how to get found.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the transformative impact of love and relationships.
In this quote, the speaker reflects on the profound effect that a past relationship has had on her life. She acknowledges the complexities of love, including feelings of being stained by past experiences, and recognizes that through the journey of love and loss, she has found a deeper understanding of herself. The relationship with Willem not only changed her perspective on love but also led her to a journey of self-discovery and healing.
In practice
During a speech about personal growth and healing after heartbreak.
Then the musical instruments appeared. Dad’s snare drum from the house, Henry’s guitar from his car, Adam’s spare guitar from my room. Everyone was jamming together, singing songs: Dad’s songs, Adam’s songs, old Clash songs, old Wipers songs. Teddy was dancing around, the blond of his hair reflecting the golden flames. I remember watching it all and getting that tickling in my chest and thinking to myself: This is what happiness feels like.
But, drawn to her at that moment, he felt a quiet like the voice of the rain flow over him. He knew well enough that for her it was in fact no waste of effort, but somehow the final determination that it was had the effect of distilling and purifying the woman's existence.
A mighty pain to love it is,_x000D_ _x000D_ And 'tis a pain that pain to miss;_x000D_ _x000D_ But, of all pains, the greatest pain_x000D_ _x000D_ Is to love, but love in vain.
Some will protest that in a world with so much human suffering, it is something between eccentric and obscene to mourn a dog. I think not. After all, it is perfectly normal—indeed, deeply human—to be moved when nature presents us with a vision of great beauty. Should we not be moved when it produces a vision—a creature—of the purest sweetness?
My affection hath an unknown bottom, like the Bay of Portugal.
It would be impossible to "love" anyone or anything one knew completely. Love is directed towards what lies hidden in its object.
I'm a little pencil in the hand of a writing God, who is sending a love letter to the world.
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