Art begins when a man, with a purpose of communicating to other people a feeling he once experienced, calls it up again within himself and expresses it by certain external signs.
Leo TolstoyRead
Each time of life has its own kind of love.
Interpretation
Love evolves and transforms through different stages of life.
This quote by Leo Tolstoy highlights the idea that love is not a static concept; rather, it adapts and changes as we progress through various phases of our lives. Different experiences, circumstances, and personal growth shape our understanding and expression of love, making it unique at each stage.
In practice
In a wedding speech to emphasize the evolving nature of love over a lifetime.
Art begins when a man, with a purpose of communicating to other people a feeling he once experienced, calls it up again within himself and expresses it by certain external signs.
Pierre looked into the sky, into the depths of the retreating, twinkling stars. "And all this is mine, and all this is in me, and all this is me!" thought Pierre. "And all this they've caught and put in a shed and boarded it up!
People try to do all sorts of clever and difficult things to improve life instead of doing the simplest, easiest thing-refusing to participate in activities that make life bad.
It's too easy to criticize a man when he's out of favour, and to make him shoulder the blame for everybody else's mistakes.
Music is the shorthand of emotion. Emotions, which let themselves be described in words with such difficulty, are directly conveyed to man in music, and in that is its power and significance.
A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books, music, love for one's neighbor β such is my idea of happiness.
I knew from the minute I saw her (Hillary) that if I got involved with her I would fall in love with her.
In love, unlike most other passions, the recollection of what you have had and lost is always better than what you can hope for in the future.
Affection is a coal that must be cooled; else, suffered, it will set the heart on fire.
Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena.
On the whole, love comes with the speed of light; separation, with that of sound.
The most beautiful sea hasn't been crossed yet._x000D_ The most beautiful child hasn't grown up yet._x000D_ The most beautiful days we haven't seen yet._x000D_ And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you_x000D_ I haven't said yet.
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