We cannot fight for love, as men may do; we shou'd be woo'd, and were not made to woo
William ShakespeareRead
Sometimes at night I think that my husband is with me again, coming gently through the mists, and we are tranquil together. Then the morning comes, the wavering grey turns to gold, there is stirring within me as the sleepers awake, and he softly departs.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects the deep emotional connection and longing for a loved one who has passed away.
In this quote, Kamala Markandaya expresses the bittersweet feelings of remembering a deceased husband. The speaker experiences tranquil moments with her husband's memory at night, only to face the painful reality of his absence with the arrival of morning. This encapsulates the emotional duality of love and loss, illustrating how memories can bring comfort even in sorrow.
Themes
LoveLossMemoryGriefLonging
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be shared during a remembrance ceremony for a loved one.
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