You know you are truly alive when youβre living among lions.
Isak DinesenRead
But by the time that I had nothing left, I myself was the lightest thing of all for fate to get rid of.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the idea of losing everything and finding liberation in letting go.
In this quote, Isak Dinesen expresses the profound transformation that occurs when one has lost all material possessions and external attachments. The notion of being the 'lightest thing' signifies a sense of freedom that comes from relinquishing burdens and reveals a deeper understanding of existence, suggesting that true lightness can be achieved through acceptance of fate and the impermanence of life.
In practice
During a motivational speech about overcoming adversity, this quote can inspire the audience to view their struggles as a path to personal growth.
You know you are truly alive when youβre living among lions.
I do not know if you remember the tale of the girl who saves the ship under mutiny by sitting on the powder barrel with her lighted torch... and all the time knowing that it is empty? This has seemed to me a charming image of the women of my time. There they were, keeping the world in order... by sitting on the mystery of life, and knowing themselves that there was no mystery.
I was young, and by instinct of self-preservation I had to collect my energy on something, if I were not to be whirled away with the dusk on the farm-roads, or the smoke on the plain. I begun in the evenings to write stories, fairy-tales, and romances, that would take my mind a long way off, to other countries and times.
The lime trees were in bloom. But in the early morning only a faint fragrance drifted through the garden, an airy message, an aromatic echo of the dreams during the short summer night.
A visitor is a friend, he brings news, good or bad, which is bread to the hungry minds in lonely places. A real friend who comes to the house is a heavenly messenger, who brings the panis angelorum.
The Cicada sing an endless song in the long grass, smells run along the earth and falling stars run over the sky, like tears over a cheek. You are the privileged person to whom everything is taken. The Kings of Tarshish shall bring gifts.
He who imagines he can do without the world deceives himself much; but he who fancies the world cannot do without him is still more mistaken.
Even the weakest and most vulnerable, the sick, the old, the unborn and the poor, are masterpieces of God's creation, made in his own image, destined to live for ever, and deserving of the utmost reverence and respect.
The question of hegemony is always the question of a new cultural order.
Within this arena, which grows more stable night after day, generations work and love and hope and vanish. New generations tread on the corpses of their fathers, continue the work above the abyss and struggle to tame the dread mystery. How? By cultivating a single field, by kissing a woman, by studying a stone, an animal, an idea.
Countless words _x000D_ count less _x000D_ than the silent balance _x000D_ between yin and yang
The world begins anew with every birth, my father used to say. He forgot to say, with every death it ends. Or did not think he needed to. Because for a goodly part of his life he worked in a graveyard.
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