Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.
John DrydenRead
He look'd in years, yet in his years were seen A youthful vigor, and autumnal green.
Interpretation
The quote reflects the coexistence of youthful energy and the wisdom of age.
In this quote by John Dryden, the speaker observes a person who appears aged yet embodies a youthful vigor. This juxtaposition highlights the complexity of human experience, where age may bring physical signs of maturity, yet an inner vitality and spirit can remain vibrant and youthful, suggesting that life's essence is not solely defined by one's years.
In practice
During a speech on aging gracefully, this quote can emphasize the importance of maintaining inner vitality.
Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.
Of no distemper, of no blast he died, _x000D_ But fell like autumn fruit that mellow'd long: _x000D_ Even wonder'd at, because he dropp'd no sooner. _x000D_ Fate seem'd to wind him up for fourscore years; _x000D_ Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more; _x000D_ Till like a clock worn out with eating time, _x000D_ The wheels of weary life at last stood still.
Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?
Shame on the body for breaking down while the spirit perseveres.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
And write whatever Time shall bring to pass_x000D_ _x000D_ With pens of adamant on plates of brass.
Spirituality is meant to take us beyond our tribal identity into a domain of awareness that is more universal.
April 27. Incapable of living with people, of speaking. Complete immersion in myself, thinking of myself. Apathetic, witless, fearful. I have nothing to say to anyone - never.
Is it more probable that nature should go out of her course, or that a man should tell a lie? We have never seen, in our time, nature go out of her course; but we have good reason to believe that millions of lies have been told in the same time.
I will be dying and so will you, and so will everyone here. That's what I want to explore. We're all hurtling towards death, yet here we are for the moment, alive. Each of us knowing we're going to die, each of us secretly believing we won't.
I love order. It's my dream. A world where all would be silent and still, and each thing in its last place, under the last dust.
When a daffadill I see, Hanging down his head towards me, Guess I may, what I must be: First, I shall decline my head; Secondly, I shall be dead: Lastly, safely buryed.
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