I crossed the room, and what you did was to feel my hair over and over again and in different ways, touch it, with the palm of your hand... felt it, strands of hair, with your fingers, touched it as if it were cloth, the way a child touches its favorite surfaces.
Interpretation
This quote expresses a deep, tender moment of affection and intimacy.
In this quote, Edna O'Brien captures the beauty of a gentle and loving touch, illustrating how intimate gestures can convey profound emotions. The act of feeling someone's hair reflects not just physical attraction, but a deep appreciation and connection, reminiscent of the innocent ways children explore the world around them. It highlights the simplicity and significance of touch in human relationships.
In practice
During a romantic dinner, you might quote this to evoke the warmth of shared moments.
Love . . . is like nature, but in reverse; first it fruits, then it flowers, then it seems to wither, then it goes deep, deep down into its burrow, where no one sees it, where it is lost from sight, and ultimately people die with that secret buried inside their souls.
That is the mystery about writing: it comes out of afflictions, out of the gouged times, when the heart is cut open.
Cities, in many ways, are the best repositories for a love affair. You are in a forest or a cornfield, you are walking by the seashore, footprint after footprint of trodden sand, and somehow the kiss or the spoken covenant gets lost in the vastness and indifference of nature. In a city there are places to remind us of what has been.
Darkness is drawn to light, but light does not know it; light must absorb the darkness and therefore meet its own extinguishment.
Oh, love, what an unreasoning creature it grew to be.
Recollection is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.
She stood a moment before my eyes, clearly and painfully, loved and deeply woven into my destiny; then fell away again in a deep oblivion, at a half regretted distance.
I will soothe you and heal you, I will bring you roses. I too have been covered with thorns.
Being in love doesn't mean loving.
You can't blame gravity for falling in love.
Child of the pure unclouded brow _x000D_ And dreaming eyes of wonder! _x000D_ Though time be fleet, and I and thou _x000D_ Are half a life asunder, _x000D_ Thy loving smile will surely hail _x000D_ The love-gift of a fairy-tale.
It takes courage to love, but pain through love is the purifying fire which those who love generously know.
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