A night of endless dreams, inconsequent and wild, is this my life; none more worth telling than the rest.
Murasaki ShikibuRead
Ceaseless as the interminable voices of the bell-cricket, all night till dawn my tears flow.
Interpretation
This quote expresses deep, unending sorrow and emotion, akin to the persistent sound of nature.
Murasaki Shikibu's quote captures the essence of relentless emotional pain, comparing it to the ceaseless sounds of bell-crickets that echo throughout the night. The imagery reflects a profound sense of longing and sadness, suggesting that, like the unending chirping of these insects, one's tears and emotional turmoil can persist endlessly, often through the darkest hours.
In practice
Sharing this quote at a memorial service to express enduring grief.
A night of endless dreams, inconsequent and wild, is this my life; none more worth telling than the rest.
No art or learning is to be pursued halfheartedly...and any art worth learning will certainly reward more or less generously the effort made to study it.
Who has told you that the fruit belies the flower? For the fruit you have not tasted, and the flower you know but by report.
Real things in the darkness seem no realer than dreams.
In few people is discretion stronger than the desire to tell a good story.
The memories of long love gather like drifting snow, poignant as the mandarin ducks who float side by side in sleep.
I regard as a mortal sin not only the lying of the senses in matters of love, but also the illusion which the senses seek to create where love is only partial. I say, I believe, that one must love with all of one's being, or else live, come what may, a life of complete chastity.
Love consists of this: two solitudes that meet, protect and great each other.
When we feel love and kindness toward others, it not only makes others feel loved and cared for, but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace.
Say she rail; why, I'll tell her plain She sings as sweetly as a nightingale. Say that she frown; I'll say she looks as clear As morning roses newly wash'd with dew. Say she be mute and will not speak a word; Then I'll commend her volubility, and say she uttereth piercing eloquence.
I think 'The Color Purple' is so bursting with love, the need for connection, the showing of the need for connection around the globe.
Goddess-nurse of the young, give ear to my prayer, and grant that this woman may reject the love-embraces of youth and dote on grey-haired old men whose powers are dulled, but whose hearts still desire.
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