Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
William CongreveRead
Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.
Interpretation
Grief often follows happiness, and hasty decisions can lead to regret over time.
This quote reflects on the intertwined nature of joy and sorrow in life. It suggests that while moments of pleasure are often fleeting, they can lead to feelings of grief or loss, particularly when decisions are made impulsively, such as in relationships. The second part emphasizes the idea that when we rush into commitments or actions, we might later find ourselves regretting those choices as we face their consequences.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a discussion about the emotional complexity of relationships at a seminar.
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
She likes herself, yet others hates, For that which in herself she prizes; And while she laughs at them, forgets She is the thing that she despises.
Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, Which, to admire, we should not understand
But say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved. To pass our youth in dull indifference, to refuse the sweets of life because they once must leave us, is as preposterous as to wish to have been born old, because we one day must be old.
There is in true beauty, as in courage, something which narrow souls cannot dare to admire.
Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing.
Spiritual life can certainly follow the pattern one sees in the fake martial arts, with most teachers making nebulous and magical claims that never get tested, while their students derange themselves with weird ideas, empty rituals, and other affectations.
The suffering may be moral or physical; and in my opinion it is just as absurd to call a man a coward who destroys himself, as to call a man a coward who dies of a malignant fever.
All living things contain a measure of madness that moves them in strange, sometimes inexplicable ways. This madness can be saving; it is part and parcel of the ability to adapt. Without it, no species would survive.
To believe in luck, if it were not a solecism so to use the word believe, is skepticism.
I perceive a necessary gap between seeing and being. I would not be able to have said certain things if I had been under the obligation to unify the word and the deed. As it is I can let my words reach out and net impossible things - things that are impossible for me to do. And this is a way to pay the price for saying or seeing things.
The laws of chess do not permit a free choice: you have to move whether you like it or not.
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