If you have the guts to be yourself, other people'll pay your price.
John UpdikeRead
When I was born, my parents and my mother's parents planted a dogwood tree in the side yard of the large white house in which we lived throughout my boyhood. This tree I learned quite early, was exactly my age - was, in a sense, me.
Interpretation
The dogwood tree symbolizes a connection between the author and their childhood.
In this quote, John Updike reflects on the deep connection he feels with a dogwood tree planted at the time of his birth. This tree, growing alongside him throughout his boyhood, represents not only the passage of time but also the intimate relationship between nature and human life, emphasizing how our surroundings can mirror our own development and experiences.
In practice
A touching remembrance at a family gathering can incorporate this quote.
If you have the guts to be yourself, other people'll pay your price.
Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that's the stuff life is made of. _x000D_ _x000D_ Suspect each moment, for it is a thief, tiptoeing away with more than it brings.
Museums and bookstores should feel, I think, like vacant lots - places where the demands on us are our own demands, where the spirit can find exercise in unsupervised play.
But it is just two lovers, holding hands and in a hurry to reach their car, their locked hands a starfish leaping through the dark.
The reader knows the writer better than he knows himself; but the writer's physical presence is light from a star that has moved on.
To guarantee the individual maximum freedom within a social frame of minimal laws ensures - if not happiness - its hopeful pursuit.
Only within the moment of time represented by the present century has one species -- man -- acquired significant power to alter the nature of the world.
Earth is dry to the centre,_x000D_ But spring, a new comer,_x000D_ A spring rich and strange,_x000D_ Shall make the winds blow_x000D_ Round and round,_x000D_ Thro' and thro',_x000D_ Here and there,_x000D_ Till the air_x000D_ And the ground_x000D_ Shall be fill'd with life anew.
Nature is probably quite indifferent to the aesthetic preferences of mathematicians.
Since oceans are the life support system of our planet, regulating the climate, providing most of our oxygen and feeding over a billion people, what's bad for oceans is bad for us - very bad.
Sweet peas should smell. Half the point of growing sweet peas is to cut them for the house; they should fill a room with an almost painful olfactory inarticulateness. But most sweet peas smell of nothing. This does not stop them being beautiful, but they are like food with no flavour.
Nature reserves the right to inflict upon her children the most terrifying jests.
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