We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.
Tom RobbinsRead
The highest function of love is that it makes the loved one a unique and irreplacable being.
Interpretation
Love transforms how we perceive others, highlighting their uniqueness and irreplaceability.
This quote by Tom Robbins encapsulates the profound ability of love to elevate the loved one's status in our eyes, making them feel singularly important and irreplaceable. Love fosters deep connections and appreciation, allowing individuals to see qualities that make each person special, which emphasizes the transformative power of love in our relationships.
In practice
During a wedding ceremony, speaking about the importance of recognizing the uniqueness of one's partner.
We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.
There are many things worth living for, a few things worth dying for, and nothing worth killing for.
The unhappy person resents it when you try to cheer him up, because that means he has to stop dwelling on himself and start paying attention to the universe. Unhappiness is the ultimate form of self-indulgence. When you're unhappy, you get to pay a lot of attention to yourself. You get to take yourself oh so very seriously.
I'm an outlaw, not a philosopher, but I know this much: there's meaning in everything, all things are connected, and a good champagne is a drink.' Bernard began to sing again. Timidly, Leigh-Cheri joined in. Between verses, they opened another bottle. The popping of its cork echoed throughout the great stone chamber. Of the three billion people on earth, only Bernard and Leigh-Cheri heard the popping of the cork and its echoes. Only Bernard and Leigh-Cheri passed out under the tablecloth.
The Divine was beyond description, beyond knowing, beyond comprehension. To say that the Divine was Creation divided by Destruction was as close as one could come to definition. But the puny of soul, the dull of wit, weren't content with that. They wanted to hang a face on the Divine. They went so far as to attribute petty human emotions - anger, jealousy, etc - to it, not stopping to realize that if God were a being, even a supreme being, our prayers would have bored him to death long ago.
On their sofas of spice and feathers, the concubines also slept fretfully. In those days the Earth was still flat, and people dreamed often of falling over edges.
When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.
Life's greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved.
In love longing I listen to the monk's bell. I will never forget you even for an interval short as those between the bell notes.
Love is the longing for the half of ourselves we have lost.
As a matter of fact she does not know to this day if those words were spoken, or if he only caught her, wound his arms around her, held her so tightly, with such continual, changing pressures that it seemed more than two arms were needed, that she was surrounded by him, his body strong and light, demanding and renouncing all at once, as if he was telling her she was wrong to give up on him, everything was possible, but then again that she was not wrong, he meant to stam himself on her and go.
Love in all eight tones and all five semitones of the word's full octave.
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