None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
Henry David ThoreauRead
Waves of a serene life pass over us from time to time, like flakes of sunlight over the fields in cloudy weather.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that moments of peace and beauty are fleeting yet impactful in our lives.
Henry David Thoreau expresses the idea that life occasionally brings us tranquil moments, much like the gentle sunlight breaking through the clouds to illuminate the fields. These 'waves' of serenity remind us of the beauty and calm we can experience even when circumstances may seem cloudy, encouraging us to appreciate these fleeting moments.
In practice
During a speech at a community gathering, one might say this quote to evoke feelings of peace amidst challenges.
None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
Through want of enterprise and faith men are where they are, buying and selling and spending their lives like servants.
An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.
Have no mean hours, but be grateful for every hour, and accept what it brings. The reality will make any sincere record respectable.
As every season seems best to us in its turn, so the coming in of spring is like the creation of Cosmos out of Chaos and the realization of the Golden Age.
That grand old poem called Winter
I do know the sorrow of being ordinary, and that much of our life is spent doing the crazy mental arithmetic of how, at any given moment, we might improve, or at least disguise or present our defects and screw-ups in either more charming or more intimidating ways.
I know what every colored woman in this country is doing... Dying. Just like me. But the difference is they dying like a stump. Me, Iβm going down like one of those redwoods. I sure did live in this world.
When I returned home that day, I saw my life as if I already knew the happy ending of a story. I looked around the house and thought, soon I will no longer have to see these walls and all the unhappiness they keep inside.
Grief changes shape, but it never ends.
I remember nothing of this, no ambulance rides, nothing. Nothing between switching out the bedside lamp and the sudden indignity of rebirth: the slaps, the brightness, the tubing, the speed, the urgent insistence that I be choked back into breathing life. I have felt so sorry for babies ever since.
Oh, both my shoes are shiny new, And pristine is my hat My dress is 1922β¦ My life is all like that.
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