As long as habit and routine dictate the pattern of living, new dimensions of the soul will not emerge.
Henry Van DykeRead
Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.
Interpretation
Time is experienced differently based on our emotions and states of mind, with love transcending time.
This quote reflects on how our perception of time varies with our feelings and attitudes. For instance, those waiting may feel time drags on, while those in fear or grief often find it fleeting. In contrast, when one is in love, time seems to become timeless or eternal, suggesting that love adds profound depth to our experience of life.
In practice
Sharing this quote during a wedding ceremony to emphasize the timelessness of love.
As long as habit and routine dictate the pattern of living, new dimensions of the soul will not emerge.
It is with rivers as it is with people: the greatest are not always the most agreeable nor the best to live with.
Let me but find it in my heart to say, When vagrant wishes beckon me astray, "This is my work; my blessing, not my doom; Of all who live, I am the one by whom This work can best be done in the right way."
And you will remember that love is not getting, but giving; not a wild dream of pleasure, and a madness of desire — oh no, love is not that — it is goodness, and honour, and peace, and pure living — yes, love is that; and it is the best thing in the world, and the thing that lives longest.
Oh, London is a man's town, there's power in the air; And Paris is a woman's town, with flowers in her hair; And it's sweet to dream in Venice, and it's great to study Rome; But when it comes to living, there is no place like home.
No amount of energy will take the place of thought. A strenuous life with its eyes shut is a kind of wild insanity.
Love may be or it may not, but where it is, it ought to reveal itself in its immensity.
What is new is not bisexuality, but rather the widening of our awareness and acceptance of human capacities for sexual love.
a young woman in love always looks like patience on a monument smiling at grief
The person who does not decide to love forever will find it very difficult to really love for even one day.
A lover exists only in fragments, a dozen or so if the romance is new, a thousand if we're married to him, and out of those fragments our heart constructs an entire person. What we each create, since whatever is missing is filled by our imagination, is the person we wish him to be. The less we know him, of course, the more we love him. And that's why we always remember that first rapturous night when he was a stranger, and why this rapture returns only when he's dead.
There is no living with thee, nor without thee.
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