A silent look of affection and regard when all other eyes are turned coldly away-the consciousness that we possess the sympathy and affection of one being when all others have deserted us-is a hold, a stay, a comfort, in the deepest affliction, which no wealth could purchase, or power bestow.
Interpretation
A genuine connection with one person can provide profound comfort in times of isolation and suffering.
This quote by Charles Dickens emphasizes the immense value of having one person's love and support amid widespread indifference or abandonment. The feeling of being truly understood and cared for offers solace that transcends material wealth and societal power, showcasing the fundamental importance of human connection in challenging times.
In practice
During a motivational speech about the importance of support in difficult times.
I recollected one story there was in the village, how that on a certain night in the year (it might be that very night for anything I knew), all the dead people came out of the ground and sat at the heads of their own graves till morning.
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before--more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.
There are not a few among the disciples of charity who require, in their vocation, scarcely less excitement than the votaries of pleasure in theirs.
You might, from your appearance, be the wife of Lucifer,” said Miss Pross, in her breathing. “Nevertheless, you shall not get the better of me. I am an Englishwoman.
Christmas is a poor excuse every 25th of December to pick a man's pockets.
And therefore, Uncle, though it has never put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe that [Christmas] has done me good, and will do me good; and I say, God bless it!
I must be willing to give whatever it takes to do good to others. This requires that I be willing to give until it hurts. Otherwise, there is no true love in me, and I bring injustice, not peace, to those around me.
The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death.
What is the point of trying to put down on paper emotions that are too complex, too huge, too overwhelming to be confined by an alphabet? Love isn't the only word that fails. Hate does, too.
Something in your eyes captured my soul, and every night I see you in my dreams. You're all I know. I can't let go.
She's a rare vase, out of a cat's reach, on its shelf.
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be_x000D_ _x000D_ And so I put this on my life_x000D_ _x000D_ Nobody or nothing will ever come between us_x000D_ _x000D_ And I promise I'll give my life
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