The academic bias against subjectivity not only forces our students to write poorly ("It is believed...," instead of, "I believe..."), it deforms their thinking about themselves and their world. In a single stroke, we delude our students into believing that bad prose turns opinions into facts and we alienate them from their own inner lives.
Parker J. PalmerMots clés heart subjectivity teaching grammar
You don't blast a heart open," she said. "You coax and nurture it open, like the sun does to a rose.
Melody BeattieMots clés love heart tenderness
Were I the Moor I would not be Iago.
In following him I follow but myself;
Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty,
But seeming so for my peculiar end.
For when my outward action doth demonstrate
The native act and figure of my heart
In compliment extern, ’tis not long after
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at. I am not what I am
There are some parts of the world that, once visited, get into your heart and won't go. For me, India is such a place. When I first visited, I was stunned by the richness of the land, by its lush beauty and exotic architecture, by its ability to overload the senses with the pure, concentrated intensity of its colors, smells, tastes, and sounds. It was as if all my life I had been seeing the world in black and white and, when brought face-to-face with India, experienced everything re-rendered in brilliant technicolor.
Keith BellowsI am not sad, he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not sad. As if he might one day convince himself. Or fool himself. Or convince others—the only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad. I am not sad. I am not sad. Because his life had unlimited potential for happiness, insofar as it was an empty white room. He would fall asleep with his heart at the foot of his bed, like some domesticated animal that was no part of him at all. And each morning he would wake with it again in the cupboard of his rib cage, having become a little heavier, a little weaker, but still pumping. And by the midafternoon he was again overcome with the desire to be somewhere else, someone else, someone else somewhere else. I am not sad.
Jonathan Safran FoerMots clés life love sadness heart
The heart is capable of sacrifice. So is the vagina. The heart is able to forgive and repair. It can change it's shape to let us in. It can expand to let us out. So can the vagina. It can ache for us and stretch for us, die for us and bleed and bleed us into this difficult, wondrous world. So can the vagina. I was there in the room. I remeber.
V (formerly Eve Ensler)Mots clés life women heart birth vagina
She wasn't to know there was no room for Soren - or any other boy - in my heart. There was only one boy taking up that place.
Luca.
Mots clés heart dark rising lee monroe
Kāda man dīvaina gaume- mīlu es tikai trīs. Tevi, kas bija un nāca, tevi, kas blakus nu stāv, tevi ,ko sirds un prāts meklē un kuras nav.
Imants ZiedonisI am going to give you my heart now," I whispered. "Please don't break it again.
Jessica VerdayThere is a great deal of difference between a penis and a heart.
Patrick RothfussMots clés love sex heart nature-of-love
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