Poetry is a street fighter. It has sharp elbows. It can look after itself. Poetry can't be used for manipulation; it's why you never see good poetry in advertising.
David WhyteRead
We learn, grow and become compassionate and generous as much through exile as homecoming, as much through loss as gain, as much through giving things away as in receiving what we believe to be our due.
Interpretation
Life experiences, both good and bad, contribute to our growth and compassion.
This quote emphasizes the importance of varied life experiences in shaping our character and values. It suggests that through challenges like exile and loss, we cultivate compassion and generosity, just as we do through the joys of homecoming and gain. The act of giving is equally significant in our personal development as receiving the things we feel entitled to.
In practice
During a motivational speech about personal development.
Poetry is a street fighter. It has sharp elbows. It can look after itself. Poetry can't be used for manipulation; it's why you never see good poetry in advertising.
Poetry is often the art of overhearing yourself say things you didn't know you knew. It is a learned skill to force yourself to articulate your life, your present world or your possibilities for the future.
By definition, poetry works with qualities and dynamics that mainstream society is reluctant to face head-on. It's an interesting phenomenon that by necessity, poetry is just below the radar.
The price of our vitality is the sum of all our fears
The severest test of work today, is not of our strategies, but of our imaginations and identities.
What if the world is holding its breath - _x000D_ waiting for you to take the place that only you can fill?
Hope was always out ahead of fact, possibility obscured the outlines of reality.
Anyone can be rich in promises.
The human mind works at low efficiency. Twenty percent is the figure usually given. When, momentarily, there is a flash of greater power, it is termed a hunch, or insight, or intuition.
To be seduced by Orators, as a Monarch by Flatterers.
One's thoughts turn towards Hope.
Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt.
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