I say that is wine," Brett held up her glass. "We ought to toast something. 'Here's to royalty.'" "This wine is too good for toast-drinking, my dear. you don't want to mix emotions up with a wine like that. you lose the taste." Brett's glass was empty.
Interpretation
The quote reflects the idea of cherishing moments and the importance of separating emotions from finer experiences.
In this quote, Brett and another character discuss the value of quality wine and the idea that emotions can cloud one’s appreciation for it. This conversation suggests that while celebrating with a toast is common, there are certain moments and experiences, especially those of high quality, that deserve to be enjoyed without the interference of emotional distraction. It speaks to the broader theme of mindfulness and savoring life’s pleasures.
In practice
This quote can be shared at a wine tasting event to emphasize appreciating each sip.
He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and the lions on the beach. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them as he loved the boy. He never dreamed about the boy. He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on.
How did you go bankrupt?" Two ways. Gradually, then suddenly.
When you have shot one bird flying you have shot all birds flying. They are all different and they fly in different ways but the sensation is the same and the last one is as good as the first.
There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were or how it was changed or with what difficulties, or ease, it could be reached. Paris was always worth it and you received return for whatever you brought to it. But this is how Paris was in the early days when we were very poor and very happy.
Wine is the most civilized thing in the world.
There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it's like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges.
Of all the adventures and challenges that wait on the vagabonding road, the most difficult can be the act of coming home.
Life can't be all that bad,' i'd think from time to time. 'Whatever happens, i can always take a long walk along the Bosphorus.
There's no tragedy in life like the death of a child. Things never get back to the way they were.
because life slips away, and because I need for the rest of my journey a star that will not play false to me, a compass that will not lie.
I'm not often bored,' I assured her. "Life's not long enough for that.
I'm the kind of person who would rather rock in my rocking chair when I'm old and regret a few things that I did than to sit there and regret that I never tried.
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