Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. AudenRead
Desire, even in its wildest tantrums, can neither persuade me it is love nor stop me from wishing it were.
Interpretation
Desire may feel intense, but it does not equate to true love and cannot hinder the longing for genuine affection.
In this quote by W. H. Auden, the author reflects on the nature of desire, distinguishing it from authentic love. He acknowledges that while desire can be overwhelming and tumultuous, it lacks the depth and sincerity of true emotional connection, leaving him yearning for the real thing despite the chaos that desire brings.
In practice
In a speech on relationships, one might say, 'As W. H. Auden pointed out, desire alone does not define love.'
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
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O my heart! Love God as the chatrik loves the rain drops, Who even when fountains are full and the land green, Is not satisfied as long as it cannot get a drop of rain.
Love has within it a redemptive power. And there is a power there that eventually transforms individuals. Just keep being friendly to that person. Just keep loving them, and they can't stand it too long. Oh, they react in many ways in the beginning. They react with guilt feelings, and sometimes they'll hate you a little more at that transition period, but just keep loving them. And by the power of your love they will break down under the load. That's love, you see. It is redemptive.
This is not a letter but my arms around you for a brief moment.
And that's when I understand that I have been stained. Whether I'm still in love with him, whether he was ever in love with me, and no matter who he's in love with now, Willem changed my life. He showed me how to get lost, and then I showed myself how to get found.
John you say you met in an elevator. Was the elevator going up at the time, or down? This is very important, for going down in an elevator one always has that sinking feeling and for all I know you may have this confused with love. If you were going up, it is clearly a case of love at first sight.
Love is like a flower - you have to let it grow.
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