hanabi
@hanabides
90 okur puanı
Eylül 2022 tarihinde katıldı
"...I got on an empty train to come home and it sat in the station for about fifteen minutes. There was no noise at all except the usual birds and dogs, but it didn't feel quiet. Whereas in the monastery, even when it's full of people it's completely hushed I can't tell you how soothing it is. It made me wonder how to put more silence into normal life."
And silence-it's amazing what not talking does. You keep silence at meals but someone reads to you. You don't talk during the day except for a little while in the afternoon. I heard a few spiritual lectures. But the amazing thing is the atmosphere. You just soak it in and realize how even if you're not a tense person as a rule, living in society makes you tense. I'm beginning to think that space absorbs silence or noise.
"...You are not married to Woman. You are married to one specific woman. That one specific woman behaves in one specific way. She needs to be by herself every once in a while. What difference does it make? Unless you don't trust her."
She had never thought about the mechanics of marriage... She had thought only about love. The mechanics, however, were there to be dealt with. These preyed on her mind and made her grim, but they expanded Vincent's boundless optimism: all life was an adventure. All events contributed to the gaiety of nations. All people were flowers embroidered on the rich, entertaining tapestry of life.
One good hurt inflicted by an unworthy but perfectly beautiful man is not the worst thing that can happen to a woman of principle. It taught you about your own weaknesses. It taught you about style. It polished off your rough edges.