And enough for me that when my hand touched your shoulder, you leaned on me; and when you felt me slip away, you called my name.
Orson Scott CardRead
Everyone dies. Everyone leaves. What matters is the things you build together before they go. What matters is the part of them that continues in you when they're gone.
Interpretation
Life is about the connections and memories we create with others, which endure even after they are gone.
This quote emphasizes the transient nature of life and relationships, asserting that while everyone eventually leaves this world, the meaningful experiences and the bonds forged with others are what truly hold significance. It highlights the importance of shared moments and the lasting impact of those we care about, suggesting that the essence of their existence continues within us as we carry their memory forward.
In practice
In a eulogy at a friend's funeral, to honor their memory.
And enough for me that when my hand touched your shoulder, you leaned on me; and when you felt me slip away, you called my name.
The world is always a democracy in times of flux, and the man with the best voice will win.
Never mind that the story had turned out to be lies and foolishness—there was always folks stupid enough to say, Where there's smoke there's fire, when the saying should have been, Where there's scandalous lies there's always malicious believers and spreaders-around, regardless of evidence.
The lives of all people flow through time, and, regardless of how brutal one moment may be, how filled with grief or pain or fear, time flows through all lives equally.
You take a step, then another. That's the journey. But to take a step with your eyes open is not a journey at all, it's a remaking of your own mind.
I've had your tears with mine, and you've had mine with yours. I think that's more intimate even than a kiss.
It's a shallow life that doesn't give a person a few scars.
Hunger has always been more or less at my elbow when I played, but now I began to wake up at night to find hunger standing at my bedside, staring at my gauntly.
Cast between the extremes of happiness and misfortune, uncertainty is a cruel torment.
He drank too much when he could get it, ate too much when it was there, talked too much all the time.
My childhood was quite extreme. Sometimes I was so weak I could not stand up. But now I am so strong. Life is unpredictable
Autumn is really the best of the seasons; and I'm not sure that old age isn't the best part of life.
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