There sure are a lot of these 'instant' products on the market. Instant coffee, instant tea, instant pudding, instant cereal... instant dislike.
Charles M. SchulzRead
Dear Sweetheart, Without you my days are endless. Days seem like weeks... Weeks feel like months... Months like years... Years like centuries... Centuries like... You get the idea.
Interpretation
The quote expresses deep longing and the impact of a loved one on one's perception of time.
In this quote, Charles M. Schulz conveys the profound sense of time that stretches endlessly in the absence of a loved one. It emphasizes that moments without that special person can feel prolonged and torturous, illustrating how love can affect our perception of time and reality.
In practice
In a romantic letter to express how much I miss my partner.
There sure are a lot of these 'instant' products on the market. Instant coffee, instant tea, instant pudding, instant cereal... instant dislike.
Well, I know about loneliness. I won't talk about it, but I was very lonely after the war. I know what it feels like to spend a whole weekend all by yourself and no one wants you at all.
What's this? That little red-haired girl dropped her pencil... Gee... It's got teeth marks all over it... She nibbles her pencil... She's human!
Are you upset little friend? Have you been lying awake worrying? Well, don't worry...I'm here. The flood waters will recede, the famine will end, the sun will shine tomorrow, and I will always be here to take care of you.
Sometimes I lie awake at night thinking about all the dumb things I do every day... If I live to be eighty and I do ten dumb things each day... That would be about two hundred and ninety thousand dumb things... When you add up all the dumb things you do, it's best to use round figures.
Life is like an ice-cream cone, you have to lick it one day at a time.
How was I able to live alone before, my little everything? Without you I lack self-confidence, passion for work, and enjoyment of life--in short, without you, my life is no life. [Written to his wife, Mileva]
There can be no passion, and by consequence no love, where there is not imagination.
The sun's gone dim, and the moon's gone black. For I loved him, and he didn't love back.
Beli at thirteen believed in love like a seventy-year-old widow who's been abandoned by family, husband, children and fortune believes in God.
I want you to find the poor here, right in your own home first. And begin love there. Be that good news to your own people.
Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
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