The wrong things are predominantly stressed in the schools - things remote from the student's experience and need.
Anne Sullivan MacyRead
You can't touch love, but you can feel the sweetness that it pours into everything.
Interpretation
Love is intangible yet profoundly affects our lives.
This quote by Anne Sullivan Macy captures the essence of love as an emotional experience rather than a physical one. It emphasizes that, although love cannot be seen or physically manipulated, its presence enriches our experiences and can be felt in the positivity and joy it brings to our lives and relationships.
In practice
During a wedding speech to express the beauty of love among the couple.
The wrong things are predominantly stressed in the schools - things remote from the student's experience and need.
We imagine that we want to escape our selfish and commonplace existence, but we cling desperately to our chains.
Obedience is the gateway through which knowledge, yes, and love, too, enter the mind of the child.
Language grows out of life, out of its needs and experiences...Language and knowledge are indissolubly connected; they are interdependent. Good work in language presupposes and depends on a real knowledge of things.
You cannot touch the clouds, you know; but you feel the rain and know how glad the flowers and the thirsty earth are to have it after a hot day. You cannot touch love either; but you feel the sweetness that it pours into everything. Without love you would not be happy or want to play.
If the child is left to himself, he will think more and better, if less showily. Let him go and come freely, let him touch real things and combine his impressions for himself.
One would always want to think of oneself as being on the side of love, ready to recognize it and wish it well -but, when confronted with it in others, one so often resented it, questioned its true nature, secretly dismissed the particular instance as folly or promiscuity. Was it merely jealousy, or a reluctance to admit so noble and enviable a sentiment in anyone but oneself?
Paradise was made for tender hearts; hell, for loveless hearts.
How was I able to live alone before, my little everything? Without you I lack self-confidence, passion for work, and enjoyment of life--in short, without you, my life is no life. [Written to his wife, Mileva]
Whatsoever is done in charity, however small and of no reputation it be, bringeth forth good fruit.
Women were like rivers, their banks were unreachable, the night often rang with the cries of the drowned.
The mystery of poverty is that by sharing in it, making ourselves poor in giving to others, we increase our knowledge of and belief in love.
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