A story is like something you wind out of yourself. Like a spider, it is a web you weave, and you love your story like a child.
Katherine Anne PorterRead
With the most infinite tenderness I have ever known in my life, he put his arms around me, gently, gently, and I embraced him around the neck, and we touched.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote expresses a deep emotional and affectionate connection between two people.
In this quote, the author beautifully describes a moment of profound tenderness and intimacy shared with another person. The gentle embrace signifies a powerful bond and the feelings that come from such vulnerability and closeness. It highlights the significance of physical touch in conveying love and the emotional depth tied to these moments in our lives.
Themes
TendernessEmbraceLoveConnectionIntimacy
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be used in a wedding speech to highlight the importance of love and connection.
More from Katherine Anne Porter
All quotes βWriting, in any sense that matters, cannot be taught. It can only be learned by each separate one of us in his own way, by the use of his own powers of imagination and perception, the ability to learn the lessons he has set for himself.
Katherine Anne PorterRead
You do not create a style. You work, and develop yourself; your style is an emanation from your own being.
Katherine Anne PorterRead
They had both noticed that a life of dissipation sometimes gave to a face the look of gaunt suffering spirituality that a life of asceticism was supposed to give and quite often did not.
Katherine Anne PorterRead
Miracles are instantaneous, they cannot be summoned, but come of themselves, usually at unlikely moments and to those who least expect them.
Katherine Anne PorterRead
Now and again thousands of memories _x000D_ converge, harmonize, _x000D_ arrange themselves around a central idea _x000D_ in a coherent form, _x000D_ and I write a story.
Katherine Anne PorterRead
Similar quotes
For lovers, touch is metamorphosis. All the parts of their bodies seem to change, and they seem to become something different and better.
John CheeverRead
Where do you draw the line, between love and greed? We never did know, we always wanted more. We want to take it all in, for one last time, we want to eat the world with our eyes.
Margaret AtwoodRead
How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move! The sound is forced, the notes are few!
William BlakeRead
Every love story is a potential grief story.
Julian BarnesRead
I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
CatullusRead
The will of God, to which the law gives expression, is that men should defeat their enemies by loving them.
Dietrich BonhoefferRead