And she moves among the sparrows. And she floats upon the breeze. She moves among the flowers. She moves something deep inside of me
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep emotional connection to someone, evoking feelings of beauty and inspiration.
In this quote, Nick Cave captures the essence of a profound emotional experience triggered by a beloved person. The imagery of movement among nature highlights the beauty and grace of this individual, suggesting that their presence evokes strong, almost transformative feelings within the speaker. It illustrates how love can connect deeply with our senses and evoke a sense of wonder and appreciation for life.
In practice
This quote could be shared at a wedding ceremony to express sentimental feelings.
The idea of songwriting is a transformative thing, and what I do with songwriting is take situations that are quite ordinary and transform them in some way. Apart from things like the murder ballads, the songs I write, at their core, are quite ordinary human concerns, but the process of writing about them transforms them into something else.
The writer who refuses to explore the darker regions of the heart will never be able to write convincingly about the wonder, the magic and the joy of love for just as goodness cannot be trusted unless it has breathed the same air as evil.
But if you're gonna dine with them cannibals Sooner or later, darling, you're gonna get eaten . . .
Music is storming, driving, relentless, devotional, slinky, subtle, heartbreakingly-beautiful sounds that, lyrically, switch from the cynical to the sanguine, the defeated to the defiant, dealing in love, war, beauty, children, romance, rejection, Pethedine, poetry, panties, God, Auden, Johnny Cash, cold potatoes, too-much-money, not enough money, writer’s block, flowers, animals and more flowers. But maybe I’m projecting here.
Who knows their own story? It certainly makes no sense when you’re in the middle of it
And I wish that I was made of stone So that I would not have to see A beauty impossible to define A beauty impossible to believe A beauty impossible to endure The blood imparted in little sips The smell of you still on my hands As I bring the cup up to my lips No God up in the sky No devil beneath the sea Could do the job that you did, baby Of bringing me to my knees
Love between man and woman cannot be built without sacrifices and self-denial.
A beautiful woman is a picture which drives all beholders nobly mad.
If you really love one another, you will not be able to avoid making sacrifices.
If you love, you will suffer. The only way to protect yourself against suffering is to protect yourself against love - and that is the greatest suffering of all, loneliness.
There is, in lovers, a certain infatuation of egotism; they will have a witness of their happiness, cost that witness what it may.
Time hates love, wants love poor,/but love spins gold, gold, gold from straw.
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