And yet, and yet, in these our ghostly lives, Half night, half day, half sleeping, half awake, How if our waking life, like that of sleep, Be all a dream in that eternal life To which we wake not till we sleep in death
Pedro Calderon De La BarcaRead
Tis not where we lie but whence we fell; the loss of Heaven's the greatest pain in Hell.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the idea that our suffering is defined not by where we currently are, but by the loss of something greater.
In this quote, Calderon suggests that the most profound pain arises not from our present circumstances, but rather from recalling what has been lost. The notion of 'Heaven' symbolizes an ideal state of being or happiness that, when lost, creates a sense of despair that can feel akin to being in 'Hell'. This contrasts present suffering with a nostalgic yearning for a better past, emphasizing the depth of loss over current hardship.
In practice
This quote would be apt to share in a discussion about grief during a memorial service.
And yet, and yet, in these our ghostly lives, Half night, half day, half sleeping, half awake, How if our waking life, like that of sleep, Be all a dream in that eternal life To which we wake not till we sleep in death
What is life? A madness. What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story. And the greatest good is little enough: for all life is a dream, and dreams themselves are only dreams.
But whether it be dream or truth, to do well is what matters. If it be truth, for truth's sake. If not, then to gain friends for the time when we awaken.
Green is the prime color of the world, and that from which its loveliness arises.
In this treacherous world Nothing is the truth nor a lie. Everything depends on the color Of the crystal through which one sees it
I suppose that I inherited the same vocabulary and world view as most black Christians do, most Christians in general, to be sure. It was heterosexist in the sense that it took the heterosexual orientation as the norm from which to start as the given. And everything that fell outside of that was not acceptable.
There is no need for temples, no need for complicated philosophies. My brain and my heart are my temples; my philosophy is kindness.
I want you to think of your life as an hourglass. You know there are thousands of grains of sand in the top of the hourglass; and they all pass slowly and evenly through the narrow neck in the middle. Nothing you or I could do would make more than one grain of sand pass through this narrow neck without impairing the hourglass. You and I and everyone else are like this hourglass.
Communism, like any other revealed religion, is largely made up of prophecies.
Nothing is so galling to a people not broken in from birth as a paternal, or, in other words, a meddling government, a government which tells them what to read, and say, and eat, and drink and wear.
There is only one thing about which I am certain, and this is that there is very little about which one can be certain
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