A dream has power to poison sleep.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyRead
Worse than despair,_x000D_ _x000D_ Worse than the bitterness of death, is hope.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote suggests that hope can be more painful than despair or death itself.
In this quote, Percy Bysshe Shelley reflects on the irony and complexity of hope in the human experience. He posits that the anticipation and longing associated with hope can lead to deeper emotional suffering than the finality of despair or death, implying that hope may perpetuate a cycle of yearning and disappointment rather than providing solace.
Themes
HopeDespairSufferingEmotionsLife
In practice
Example use cases
During a motivational talk about mental health and the impact of expectations.
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A sensitive plant in a garden grew,_x000D_ _x000D_ And the young winds fed it with silver dew,_x000D_ _x000D_ And it opened its fan_x000D_ _x000D_ like leaves to the light,_x000D_ _x000D_ and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
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I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
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