Life is a journey that must be traveled no matter how bad the roads and accommodations.
Oliver GoldsmithRead
Absence, like death, sets a seal on the image of those we love: we cannot realize the intervening changes which time may have effected.
Interpretation
Absence makes us romanticize our memories of loved ones, obscuring the changes that have occurred over time.
In this quote, Oliver Goldsmith suggests that when we are separated from those we love, we tend to idealize them and the moments we shared, much like the finality of death. This absence prevents us from recognizing the growth or changes that may have taken place in their lives, allowing us to hold onto an untainted image of them in our minds.
In practice
A friend reminiscing about a loved one who has passed away.
Life is a journey that must be traveled no matter how bad the roads and accommodations.
A mind too vigorous and active, serves only to consume the body to which it is joined.
Success consists of getting up just one more time than you fall.
Whatever the skill of any country may be in the sciences, it is from its excellence in polite learning alone that it must expect a character from posterity.
Life at the greatest and best is but a froward child, that must be humored and coaxed a little till it falls asleep, and then all the care is over.
Hope, like the gleaming taper's light,_x000D_ _x000D_ Adorns and cheers our way;_x000D_ _x000D_ And still, as darker grows the night,_x000D_ _x000D_ Emits a brighter ray.
Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again though cold in death; Come back to me in dreams, that I may give Pulse for pulse, breath for breath: Speak low, lean low, As long ago, my love, how long ago
Before she realized he was next to her, he had placed his hands over hers on the countertop, then hooped his fingers through hers. Gretel looked up at him, so startled she might as well have been shot. 'I just wanted to wake you up', he said. Which is exactly what he did. One look at him and her heart was racing. One look, and whatever had been before was all over.
The romantics would call this a love story, the cynics would call it a tragedy. In my mind itβs a little bit of both, and no matter how you choose to view it in the end, it does not change the fact that it involves a great deal of my life and the path Iβve chosen to follow.
Tonight the moon kisses the stars. _x000D_ O beloved,be like that to me!
I think you have to pay for love with bitter tears.
You have been hiding so long aimlessly drifting in the sea of my love Even so You have always been connected to me Connected, revealed in the known in the unmanifest I am life itself
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