Though I be shut in darkness, and become insentient dust…
“Though I be shut in darkness, and become insentient dust blown idly here and there, I count oblivion a scant price to pay for having once had held against my lip life's brimming cup of hydromel and rue--for having once known woman's holy love and a child's kiss, and for a little space been boon companion to the Day and Night, Fed on the odors of the summer dawn, and folded in the beauty of the stars. Dear Lord, though I be changed to senseless clay, and serve the potter as he turns his wheel, I thank Thee for the gracious gift of tears!”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
Even in death, the speaker values life's fleeting joys and thanks the divine for emotional depth.
In simple terms: Life’s small pleasures matter, even after death.
Key Takeaway
Cherish and be grateful for life's moments.
Themes
mortality
gratitude
beauty
spirituality
Mood
reflective
nostalgic
Type
literary
philosophical
When to use this quote
- memorial services
- personal reflection
- artistic expression
Key Concepts
existential reflection
human experience
divine gratitude
Questions to Reflect On
- What simple joys do you cherish?
- How does gratitude shape your view of mortality?
A Different Perspective
Some may view the tone as overly sentimental.