Even as a feminist, my whole life I'd been waiting for a man to love who could love me. For decades, I'd thought that man would be my father. When I was 25, I met that man, and he was my brother.
Mona SimpsonRead
Even more than we want good love for ourselves, we want it for our children, those vulnerable satellites of our hearts that we send, unsteady, into the world.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the deep desire parents have for their children to experience love and protection.
Mona Simpson's quote highlights the instinctual longing parents have not only for personal love but also for their children's ability to find and experience it. It likens children to 'vulnerable satellites,' emphasizing their fragility and the inherent wish that they navigate life with the same warmth and affection that parents themselves seek.
In practice
In a speech about parenting at the local community center.
Even as a feminist, my whole life I'd been waiting for a man to love who could love me. For decades, I'd thought that man would be my father. When I was 25, I met that man, and he was my brother.
Writers collect stories of rituals: John Cheever putting on a jacket and tie to go down to the basement, where he kept a desk near the boiler room. Keats buttoning up his clean white shirt to write in, after work.
Instead of a dedicated room, my best trigger is the actual habit of reading over the texts from the day before. Marking. Changing. Fussing. This ritual amounts to a habit of trust. Trust that I can make it better. That if I keep trying, I will come closer to something true.
We come into the world whole, all of us, but we don't know that, don't know that life will be taking large chunks out of us, forever.
Of course, true love is exceptional - two or three times a century, more or less. The rest of the time there is vanity or boredom.
Love is the virtue of the Heart, Sincerity is the virtue of the Mind, Decision is the virtue of the Will, Courage is the virtue of the Spirit.
To love oneself is to love life. It is essential to understand that we make ourselves happy in making others happy.
Richard wondered how the marquis managed to make being pushed around in a wheelchair look like a romantic and swashbuckling thing to do.
love is a hawk with velvet claws love is a rock with heart and veins love is a lion with satin jaws love is a storm with silken reins
Stronger than lover's love is lover's hate. Incurable, in each, the wounds they make.
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