But always, to her, red and green cabbages were to be jade and burgundy, chrysoprase and prophyry. Life has no weapons against a woman like that.
Edna FerberRead
Living the past is a dull and lonely business; looking back strains the neck muscles, causing you to bump into people not going your way.
Interpretation
Dwelling on the past can hinder your current experience and connections with others.
In this quote, Edna Ferber emphasizes the importance of staying present rather than fixating on past experiences. By suggesting that living in the past leads to a dull and lonely existence, she illustrates how nostalgia can obscure your vision, causing disconnection from the present and from those around you. The metaphor of straining neck muscles suggests that looking back can make it difficult to engage with the world as it is now, prompting each individual to focus on the future and the opportunities it holds.
In practice
Using this quote in a motivational speech about personal growth.
But always, to her, red and green cabbages were to be jade and burgundy, chrysoprase and prophyry. Life has no weapons against a woman like that.
Life can't defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer's lover until death.
It's terrible to realize you don't learn how to live until you're ready to die, and then it's too late.
I think in order to write really well and convincingly, one must be somewhat poisoned by emotion, dislike, displeasure, resentment, fault-finding, imagination, passionate remonstrance, a sense of injustice-they all make fine fuel.
It's that idea that you can have one drink - and no you can't. Within a week I was drinking heavily. It was so quick that even I was like, 'Wow.' Because you have that initial warm feeling going, 'Oh, I remember this'. And your body does, too. And your body goes, 'Yeah, so do I'. Then the demon voice comes, 'Yeah, so do I. You know what would be great? You know we bought a little bottle before? A full bottle would be wonderful'.
For I dance And drink and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength and breath And the want Of thought is death Then am I A happy fly If I live Or if I die
Life is a promise; fulfill it.
I used to do crazy things that people would bail me out of, and I'm just grateful that I survived. But the music got very lost; I didn't know where I was going, and I didn't really care. I was more into just having a good time, and I think it showed.
I learned early that the richness of life is found in adventure. Adventure calls on all the faculties of mind and spirit. It develops self-reliance and independence. Life then teems with excitement. But man is not ready for adventure unless he is rid of fear. For fear confines him and limits his scope. He stays tethered by strings of doubt and indecision and has only a small and narrow world to explore.
Postponing doing the really interesting things in life for later, when you don't have the energy.
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