before the gate -- my walking stick's made a river of melting snow
Kobayashi IssaRead
Don't weep, insects -- Lovers, stars themselves, Must part.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects the bittersweet nature of love and separation.
Kobayashi Issa's quote captures the inevitability of parting that comes with love. Just as insects and stars may part from one another, lovers too must face the pain of separation, reminding us that love is both a source of joy and sorrow, a cycle of connection and disconnection that is intrinsic to the human experience.
Themes
LoveSeparationBittersweetRelationshipsPain
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be used during a farewell speech to acknowledge the pain of separation in relationships.
More from Kobayashi Issa
All quotes βGiddy grasshopper Take care...do not leap and crush These pearls of dewdrop
Kobayashi IssaRead
The world of dew is the world of dew. And yet, and yet--
Kobayashi IssaRead
What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.
Kobayashi IssaRead
Don't worry, spiders,_x000D_ I keep house_x000D_ casually.
Kobayashi IssaRead
In this world_x000D_ we walk on the roof of hell_x000D_ gazing at flowers
Kobayashi IssaRead
Similar quotes
The great tragedy of life is not that men perish, but that they cease to love.
W. Somerset MaughamRead
Ask nothing more of me sweet; All I can give you I give; Heart of my heart were it more, More would be laid at your feet.
Algernon Charles SwinburneRead
A happy ending was imperative. I shouldn't have bothered to write otherwise. I was determined that in fiction anyway two men should fall in love and remain in it for the ever and ever that fiction allows, and in this sense, Maurice and Alec still roam the greenwood.
E. M. ForsterRead
Music I heard with you was more than music, and bread I broke with you was more than bread. Now that I am without you, all is desolate; all that was once so beautiful is dead.
Conrad AikenRead
If you really love one another, you will not be able to avoid making sacrifices.
Mother TeresaRead
Yes, she is the fruit that will Sustain me and yes, she brings A rain that I know can chill But it is a rain so sweet and sings A song my soul insists That I follow, if I would exist As more than I have ever, ever been If my mother calls it evil, then I embrace the sin
Walter Dean MyersRead