We cannot get from anyone else the things we need to fill the endless terrible need, not to be dissolved, not to sink back into sand, heat, broom, air, thinnest air. And so we revolve around each other and our dreams collide. Look out the window in any weather. We are part of all that glamour, drama, change, and should not be ashamed.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the importance of self-sufficiency and interconnectedness in our quest for fulfillment.
Ellen Gilchrist's quote reflects on the human experience of longing and the inherent need for connection with others, while also acknowledging the individuality of our dreams and aspirations. It suggests that, despite our struggles and desires, we are part of a larger tapestry of life, and we should embrace the complexities of our existence without shame. The imagery of elements like sand and air highlights our fragility and the constant interplay of dreams and realities among people.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about personal growth and the importance of embracing one's individuality.
How often I have tried to tell writing students that the first thing a writer must do is love the reader and wish the reader well. The writer must trust the reader to be at least as intelligent as he is. Only in such well wishing and trust, only when the writer feels he is writing a letter to a good friend, only then will the magic happen.
Switzerland is a country where very few things begin, but many things end.
The boy was lying, fast asleep, on a rude bed upon the floor; so pale with anxiety, and sadness, and the closeness of his prison, that he looked like death; not death as it shews in shroud and coffin, but in the guise it wears when life has just departed; when a young and gentle spirit has, but an instant, fled to Heaven: and the gross air of the world has not had time to breathe upon the changing dust it hallowed.
That is why Bias jested with those who were going through the perils of a great storm with him and calling on the gods for help: "Shut up," he said, "so that they do not realize that you are here with me.
I don't like the subtle infiltration of 'something for nothing' philosophies into the very hearthstone of the American family. I believe that 'Thou shalt earn the bread by the sweat of thy face' was a benediction and not a penalty. Work is the zest of life; there is joy in its pursuit.
Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am, and what I ought to be, At this vessel's prow I stand, which bears me Forwards, forwards, o'er the starlit sea.
It is a sign of creeping inner death when we can no longer praise the living.
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