Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
Emily DickinsonRead
Tell all the Truth but tell it slant-- Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth's superb surprise As Lightning to the Children eased With explanation kind The Truth must dazzle gradually Or every man be blind--
Interpretation
Truth should be conveyed delicately to be well received.
Emily Dickinson's quote reflects on the nature of truth and how it can be overwhelming when presented too abruptly. She suggests that truth should be shared gently, as a gradual revelation, allowing individuals to process its impact without being blinded by its brilliance. This implies that in our interactions, especially with sensitive subjects, it is important to approach truth with kindness and consideration for others' understanding.
In practice
In a motivational speech about honesty in relationships.
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers,— The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.
I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks begun. Then I said softly to myself, "That must have been the sun!
My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word
This is the Hour of Lead- Remembered, if outlived, As freezing persons, recollect the Snow- First-Chill-then Stupor- then the letting go---
Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned.
You can take no credit for beauty at sixteen. But if you are beautiful at sixty, it will be your soul's own doing.
If I had known what it would be like to have it all - I might have been willing to settle for less.
We cannot ignore our pain and feel compassion for it at the same time.
What I know at sixty, I knew as well at twenty. Forty years of a long, superfluous, labor of verification.
If you can't meditate in a boiler room, you can't meditate.
Intellectual honesty is the quality that the public in free countries always has expected of historians; much more than that it does not expect, nor often get.
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