Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. AudenRead
The words of a dead man are modified in the guts of the living.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that the interpretations of the deceased's words are shaped by the perceptions and experiences of the living.
W. H. Auden's quote highlights the dynamic relationship between the past and the present, illustrating how the thoughts and expressions of those who have passed away are not static but are continually reinterpreted and reshaped by the living. It underscores the idea that language, literature, and ideas evolve as they are embraced by new generations, reflecting contemporary understandings, emotions, and contexts.
In practice
This quote could be used in a literary discussion about the evolution of classic texts.
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
That the speech of self-disclosure should be translatable seems to me very odd, but I am convinced that it is. The conclusion that I draw is that the only quality which all human being without exception possess is uniqueness: any characteristic, on the other hand, which one individual can be recognized as having in common with another, like red hair or the English language, implies the existence of other individual qualities which this classification excludes.
Nobody knows what the cause is, though some pretend they do; it like some hidden assassin waiting to strike at you. Childless women get it, and men when they retire; it as if there had to be some outlet for their foiled creative fire.
History is, strictly speaking, the study of questions; the study of answers belongs to anthropology and sociology.
Music is the best means we have of digesting time.
'Healing,' Papa would tell me, 'is not a science, but the intuitive art of wooing nature.'
For centuries the leaders of Christian thought spoke of women as a necessary evil, and the greatest saints of the Church are those who despise women the most.
Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? ...If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example?
Beyond ideas, there's a field. Will you meet me there?
My father has never once asked me a question, any question. There's a freedom that came from that. It allowed me to create my own way of thinking.
There's more to be learned here [St. Andrews] about course design than anywhere. Collection bunkers, false fronts, bump shots. The fundamentals of design became fundamental because of what's here. And it happened accidentally. Or maybe accidentally on purpose.
Perhaps this is our strange and haunting paradox here in America -- that we are fixed and certain only when we are in movement. At any rate, that is how it seemed to young George Webber, who was never so assured of his purpose as when he was going somewhere on a train. And he never had the sense of home so much as when he felt that he was going there. It was only when he got there that his homelessness began.
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