Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
John DonneRead
There is nothing that God hath established in a constant course of nature, and which therefore is done every day, but would seem a Miracle, and exercise our admiration, if it were done but once.
Interpretation
Everyday occurrences are miraculous when viewed with wonder and admiration.
John Donne's quote reflects on the nature of miracles and how our perception shapes their significance. He suggests that the regularity of natural phenomena can dull our appreciation for them; yet, if they were to occur only once, they would inspire awe and consideration, highlighting the extraordinary within the ordinary.
In practice
In a speech about appreciating life, you could say, 'As John Donne reminds us, every day is filled with miracles if we take the time to notice.'
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
Reason is our soul's left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity
All occasions invite His mercies, and all times are His seasons.
If poisonous minerals, and if that tree, Whose fruit threw death on else immortal us, If lecherous goats, if serpents envious Cannot be damned; alas; why should I be?
Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
I call not that virginity a virtue, which resideth onely in the bodies integrity; much less if it be with a purpose of perpetually keeping it: for then it is a most inhumane vice. - But I call that Virginity a virtue which is willing and desirous to yield it self upon honest and lawfull terms, when just reason requireth; and until then, is kept with a modest chastity of body and mind.
Slowly light strengthens, and the room takes shape. It stands plain as a wardrobe, what we know, Have always known, know that we can't escape, Yet can't accept. One side will have to go. Meanwhile telephones crouch, getting ready to ring In locked-up offices, and all the uncaring Intricate rented world begins to rouse. The sky is white as clay, with no sun. Work has to be done. Postmen like doctors go from house to house.
If we all think only of our own interests, we are headed for collective disaster - just look at what we are doing to our planet's climate.
If he be so resolved, I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear That unicorns may be betrayed with trees And bears with glasses, elephants with holes, Lions with toils, and men with flatterers
Estragon: I can't go on like this._x000D_ Vladimir: That's what you think.
The closer a man approaches tragedy the more intense is his concentration of emotion upon the fixed point of his commitment, which is to say the closer he approaches what in life we call fanaticism.
There is immeasurably more left inside than what comes out in words.
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