I try to be good but sometimes a person just has to break out and act like the wild and springy thing one used to be. It's impossible not to remember wild an want it back.
Mary OliverRead
Oh, to love what is lovely, and will not last!_x000D_ What a task_x000D_ to ask_x000D_ of anything, or anyone,_x000D_ yet it is ours,_x000D_ and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects the bittersweet nature of appreciating beauty in transient moments.
Mary Oliver's quote captures the essence of cherishing what is beautiful, even if it is fleeting. It emphasizes the challenge of loving things that are impermanent and acknowledges that this appreciation is a continuous task, not confined to any specific time frame but rather measured in the hours we experience these beautiful moments.
Themes
LoveBeautyTransienceAppreciationImpermanence
In practice
Example use cases
In a speech about the importance of cherishing moments, I would quote Mary Oliver to highlight the value of appreciating beauty even when it is temporary.
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