A dream has power to poison sleep.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyRead
To hope till hope creates_x000D_ _x000D_ From its own wreck the thing it contemplates.
Interpretation
Hope has the power to transform despair into reality and create new possibilities.
This quote by Percy Bysshe Shelley suggests that hope is a powerful force that can lead to the creation of new realities, especially in the face of adversity. The act of hoping can inspire actions and changes that ultimately bring about a desired outcome, even from situations that seem hopeless or destroyed.
In practice
This quote can be used in a motivational speech to encourage people facing difficult times.
A dream has power to poison sleep.
Senseless is the breast and cold _x000D_ _x000D_ Which relenting love would fold;_x000D_ _x000D_ Bloodless are the veins and chill _x000D_ _x000D_ Which the pulse of pain did fill; _x000D_ _x000D_ Every little living nerve _x000D_ _x000D_ That from bitter words did swerve _x000D_ _x000D_ Round the tortur'd lips and brow, _x000D_ _x000D_ Are like sapless leaflets now _x000D_ _x000D_ Frozen upon December's bough.
A sensitive plant in a garden grew,_x000D_ _x000D_ And the young winds fed it with silver dew,_x000D_ _x000D_ And it opened its fan_x000D_ _x000D_ like leaves to the light,_x000D_ _x000D_ and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
Ah, woe is me! Winter is come and gone. But grief returns with the revolving year.
Hope was always out ahead of fact, possibility obscured the outlines of reality.
Life without knowledge is death in disguise.
We must quit bending the Word to suit our situation. It is we who must be bent to that Word, our necks that must bow under the yoke.
As every divided kingdom falls, so every mind divided between many studies confounds and saps itself.
Know, thou, that the lines that live are turned out of a furrowed brow.
The ego wants to want more than it wants to have.
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