The further off from England the nearer is to France-_x000D_ _x000D_ Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
Lewis CarrollRead
She tried to fancy what the flame of a candle is like after the candle is blown out, for she could not remember ever having seen such a thing.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the fleeting nature of experiences and memories.
In this quote, Lewis Carroll explores the concept of ephemeral moments and the difficulty of recalling sensations once they have passed. The imagery of a candle's flame going out suggests a profound loss of something once vibrant and illuminating, prompting a contemplation of how quickly experiences fade from memory and how we seek to understand what we can no longer perceive.
In practice
In a discussion about the nature of memories, one might quote this to emphasize how some experiences can be difficult to recall.
The further off from England the nearer is to France-_x000D_ _x000D_ Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
To the Looking-Glass world it was Alice that said 'I've a sceptre in hand, I've a crown on my head. Let the Looking-Glass creatures, whatever they be, Come and dine with the Red Queen, the White Queen, and me.
So she was considering in her own mind...whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up & picking the daisies.
Once she remembered trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a game of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people.
Rule Forty-two. All persons more than a mile high to leave the court.
Crawling at your feet,' said the Gnat (Alice drew her feet back in some alarm), `you may observe a Bread-and-Butterfly. Its wings are thin slices of Bread-and-butter, its body is a crust, and its head is a lump of sugar.' And what does IT live on?' Weak tea with cream in it.' A new difficulty came into Alice's head. `Supposing it couldn't find any?' she suggested. Then it would die, of course.' But that must happen very often,' Alice remarked thoughtfully. It always happens,' said the Gnat.
...But listen, there will be more joy in heaven over the tears of a repentant sinner than over the white robes of a hundred just men.
I want people to remember me as someone whose life has been helpful to humanity.
Once someone asked me, "What do you want to be your epitaph?" So I said, "Paulo Coelho died when he was alive.
One of life's quiet excitements is to stand somewhat apart from yourself and watch yourself softly becoming the author of something beautiful even if it is only a floating ash.
The concept of substitution lies at the heart of both sin and salvation. For the essence of sin is man substituting himself for God, while the essence of salvation is God substituting himself for man.
Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
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