Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing.
Then suddenly the Mole felt a great Awe fall upon him, an awe that turned his muscles to water, bowed his head, and rooted his feet to the ground. It was no panic terror - indeed he felt wonderfully at peace and happy - but it was an awe that smote and held him and, without seeing, he knew it could only mean that some august presence was very, very near.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote captures the profound feeling of awe in the presence of something greater than oneself.
In this excerpt from Kenneth Grahame's work, the Mole experiences a powerful sense of awe that transforms him physically and emotionally. This awe is not rooted in fear but brings him a deep sense of peace and happiness, suggesting a connection to the divine or to the beauty of nature that transcends ordinary experiences. It highlights the impact of nature and the profound emotions it can evoke, reminding us of our place within the larger universe.
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In practice
Example use cases
During a nature hike, someone might share this quote to express the feeling of tranquility experienced in the wilderness.
More from Kenneth Grahame
All quotes →Take the adventure, heed the call, now ere the irrevocable moment passes! 'Tis but a banging of the door behind you, a blithesome step forward, and you are out of your old life and into the new!
But Mole stood still a moment, held in thought. As one wakened suddenly from a beautiful dream, who struggles to recall it, but can recapture nothing but a dim sense of the beauty in it, the beauty! Till that, too, fades away in its turn, and the dreamer bitterly accepts the hard, cold waking and all its penalties.
There is nothing - absolutely nothing - half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.
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