I wondered about the science of storms and how sometimes it seemed that a storm wanted to break the world and how the world refused to break.
Benjamin Alire SaenzRead
Why do we smile? Why do we laugh? Why do we feel alone? Why are we sad and confused? Why do we read poetry? Why do we cry when we see a painting? Why is there a riot in the heart when we love? Why do we feel shame? What is that thing in the pit of your stomach called desire?
Interpretation
The quote explores the complexities of human emotions and the reasons behind them.
In this quote, Benjamin Alire Sáenz reflects on the myriad emotions that define the human experience, prompting deep introspection about feelings such as joy, sadness, love, and desire. By asking a series of profound questions, he encourages readers to contemplate the reasons behind their emotional responses and the interconnectedness of art, literature, and individual experiences.
In practice
This quote could be used in a discussion about the importance of understanding our emotions at a psychology seminar.
I wondered about the science of storms and how sometimes it seemed that a storm wanted to break the world and how the world refused to break.
Words were different when they lived inside of you.
I wondered what that was like, to hold someone’s hand. I bet you could sometimes find all of the mysteries of the universe in someone’s hand.
Summer was here again. Summer, summer, summer. I loved and hated summers. Summers had a logic all their own and they always brought something out in me. Summer was supposed to be about freedom and youth and no school and possibilities and adventure and exploration. Summer was a book of hope. That's why I loved and hated summers. Because they made me want to believe.
Where there is sorrow, there is holy ground.
You cannot see what I see because you see what you see. You cannot know what I know because you know what you know. What I see and what I know cannot be added to what you see and what you know because they are not of the same kind. Neither can it replace what you see and what you know, because that would be to replace you yourself." "Hang on, can I write this down?" said Arthur, excitedly fumbling in his pocket for a pencil.
We all suffer alone in the real world. True empathy's impossible. But if a piece of fiction can alow us imaginatively to identify with a character's pain, we might then also more easily conceive of others identifying with their own. This is nourishing, redemptive; we become less alone inside. It might just be that simple.
A rat in a maze is free to go anywhere, as long as it stays inside the maze.
We kill at every step, not only in wars, riots and executions. We kill when we close our eyes to poverty, suffering and shame.In the same way all disrespect for life, all hard-heartedness,all indifference, all contempt is nothing else than killing.
History is a novel for which the people is the author.
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