She believes she has truly found love in this asylum and to her it feels pretty good. Towards the end of the text Lewis kisses her out of the safety of Julie. She blushed she was surprised she loved it. She is mad of course she is, she is in an asylum but the message Nowra is trying to put across is that everyone is mad when it comes to love. Cherry seems to become more nutty when she falls for Lewis.
This is a fun dramatic story that lets the audience laugh and cry with Janie and her friends, but fails to deliver in the way of explaining the characters actions through the analysis of human nature. To decide what side you agree with you have to get the book and read it for yourself, I’m sure afterwards you will feel exactly as I
The difference is Tom believes he is in love with Daisy but just likes the idea of having some to always go back to. Tom makes this evident for everyone during a feud over Daisy with Gatsby. Tom says, “I love Daisy too. Once in a while I off on a spree and make a fool of myself, but I always comeback, and in my heart I love her all times.” Even though it is incontrovertible that Tom loves Daisy, he has a much different meaning of love. He believes love to be something that is parallel with infidelity as long as he goes back to Daisy at the end of the day.
The last stanza is the sharpest where while she’s still in her thoughts, she is talking directly to the reader and criticizing them. Saying, oh yeah, you think you got my point, you think you are listening to me, you’re not, you are still stuck in the same mentality, even if this did open your eyes a bit. (You’ll nod you’re head and say, “This is an amazing poem! And
He is saying always be happy and carefree. Do whatever you need to be happy. He says “drunken with wine, poetry, or virtue, as you will”. What makes you happy may be different than everyone else but that does not make it wrong. Nothing can be that bad if it makes you happy.
There are times I feel a flicker of hope as she looks like she used to, when she could still see me, full with love in her beautiful heart, and that electric spark back behind her enticing eyes. But that look I so longed for was still not for me. It was for him. Even now after all this time, to see him brush away her hair with his careful hands… to see her gaze into his dark eyes and content smile… to see her lean down and press her soft lips to his is agonizing. I definitely know she doesn’t
Go slow, my soul, to feed thyself Upon his rare approach Go rapid, lest Competing Death Prevail upon the Coach Go timid, should his final eye Determine thee amiss Go boldly, for thou paid'st his price Redemption, for a Kiss -Emily Dickinson She is portraying romanticism by saying the happy hopeful thoughts as she says here Go rapid, lest Competing Death” its meaning to go slow and enjoy what you have and live now. Instead of being stupid and crave death. Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - These are all happy words, and romanticism is full of “hope” She says “hope is the thing with the feathers – “hope” being the key word portrays romanticism. God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starve, -- My poignant luxury To own it, touch it, prove the feat That made the pellet mine, -- Too happy in my sparrow chance For ampler coveting. It
However, they DID remember that I sleep a lot and was very cranky. In my opinion, it is futile to strive for the abundance of things if the tradeoff is your loved ones’ feeling neglected. If we would heed to Godly principles; “be content with what you have” and “be anxious for nothing”, our lives would be filled with much joy and we would be much happier.
I want you so much But I hate your guts I hate you Wipe away your tear stains Thought you said you didn't feel pain Pick it up, pick it all up. And start again. You could still be, what you want to, What you said you were, when I met you. You've got a warm heart, you've got a beautiful brain. But it's disintegrating, from all the medicine.
As Benedick confesses his love to Beatrice, so too does she. “It were as possible for me to say I loved nothing so well as you. But believe me not, and yet I lie not. I confess nothing nor I deny nothing.” (4.1) They are surprised to hear the other admitting so easily to it, but the sheer joy which follows is clear “I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.” The interactions between Beatrice and Benedick show us that people often hide behind masks in fear of the unknown, that self-deceit isn’t always the best thing for us and that sometimes we must take a leap of faith to discover