There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man.
Jean GiraudouxRead
If two people who love each other let a single instant wedge itself between them, it grows-it becomes a month, a year, a century; it becomes to late.
Interpretation
Allowing distance or issues to grow can harm a loving relationship over time.
This quote emphasizes the importance of addressing problems and misunderstandings in a loving relationship promptly. It warns that if a small issue is allowed to grow without resolution, it can lead to significant emotional distance and eventually result in the deterioration of the relationship.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a relationship counseling session to illustrate the need for open communication.
There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man.
When a grown man reaches forty, we change him for an old one. He has completely disappeared. There's only the most superficial resemblance between the two of them. Nothing is handed on from one to the other.
A stock certificate is not a tool, like a shovel, or a commodity, like a pound of cheese. What we sell a customer is not a share in a business, but a view of the Elysian Fields. A financier is a creative artist. Our function is to stimulate the imagination. We are poets!
Everyone, when there's war in the air, learns to live in a new element: falsehood.
It's odd how people waiting for you stand out far less clearly than people you are waiting for.
It would be better if only the old men fought the wars. Every country is the country of youth. When its youth dies, it dies with them.
We should not let our response to the people who disagree with us be dictated by what they say about us or even how they treat people we care for. There has to be a chance that we can find love.
An angel; or, if not,_x000D_ _x000D_ An earthly paragon.
When lovers kiss on the cheeks, it is because they are searching, feeling for one another's lips. Lovers are made by a kiss.
Two turtle doves will show thee Where my cold ashes lie And sadly murmuring tell thee How in tears I did die
Without your wounds where would your power be? It is your melancholy that makes your low voice tremble into the hearts of men and women. The very angels themselves cannot persuade the wretched and blundering children on earth as can one human being broken on the wheels of living. In Loveβs service, only wounded soldiers can serve. Physician, draw back.
In the flush of love's light, we dare be brave. And suddenly we see that love costs all we are, and will ever be. Yet it is only love which sets us free.
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