She was fluent in four languages and yet her fists against the rusted hood were the fullest articulation of her defeat.
Anthony MarraRead
There was a time when she had indulged in the hypothetical for hours a day, plotting the map that had led her here. But no life is a line, and hers was an uneven orbit around a dark star, a moth circling a dead bulb, searching for the light it once held.
Interpretation
Life is not a straight path but a complex journey shaped by experiences.
This quote reflects on the nature of life as a non-linear journey, emphasizing that our paths are often erratic and influenced by various experiences and challenges. It draws a metaphor between a life mapped out hypothetically and the reality of navigating through obstacles, illustrating the search for meaning and light amidst difficulties.
In practice
During a motivational speech about resilience and personal growth.
She was fluent in four languages and yet her fists against the rusted hood were the fullest articulation of her defeat.
Her father was the face of her morning and night, he was everything, so saturating Havaa’s world that she could no more describe him than she could the air.
She wanted to hold foreign syllables like mints on her tongue until they dissolved into fluency.
With regard to the learned professions, little need be observed; they truly form no distinct interest in society . . . [discussing the landed, merchant, and learned classes in legislative assembly]. Will not the man of the learned profession, who will feel a neutrality to the rivalships between the different branches of industry, be likely to prove an impartial arbiter between them, ready to promote either, so far as it shall appear to him conducive to the general interests of society?
And this lesson about mortal peace of mind I never forgot. Even if a ghost is ripping a house to pieces, throwing in pans all over, pouring water of pillows, making clocks chime at all hours, mortal will accept almost any "natural explanation" offered, no matter how absurd, rather than the obvious supernatural one, for what is going on.
Among the many problems with taking the Bible literally is it reduces the most mysterious and complex of realities to simple - even simplistic - terms. Yes, scripture speaks of fire and damnation and eternal bliss, but the Bible is the product of human hands and hearts, and much of the imagery is allegorical, not meteorological.
Our suffering is caused by holding on to how things might have been, should have been, could have been.
New York is the only real city-city.
We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita; Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty and, to impress him, takes on his multi-armed form and says, "Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds." I suppose we all thought that, one way or another.
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