I try to be good but sometimes a person just has to break out and act like the wild and springy thing one used to be. It's impossible not to remember wild an want it back.
Mary OliverRead
So every day So every day I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth of the ideas of God, one of which was you.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses the beauty of divine inspiration and the significance of a loved one in that inspiration.
In this quote, Mary Oliver highlights the idea that every day is filled with the beauty of God's creative spirit, and she sees a special connection between that divine inspiration and the person she cherishes. It suggests that love and creativity are intertwined, and that those we love can embody the essence of that divine beauty.
Themes
LoveInspirationBeautyIdeasDivine
In practice
Example use cases
In a wedding speech you might say, 'Just like Mary Oliver proclaimed, my partner is one of the beautiful ideas that brings forth the essence of life in me.'
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