It is considerably more than that, though: it is an acceptance that in the face of meaninglessness or indifference it is still possible to be engaged in the world-it is still possible to love. These are the first two stanzas of this curious little poem: Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast. How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me.
by Alexander McCall Smith
(0 Reviews)

The quote reflects a profound acceptance of life’s inherent meaninglessness and indifference, suggesting that despite this reality, one can still actively engage with the world and experience love. The speaker acknowledges that the universe shows little concern for individual existence, portraying a stark contrast between celestial indifference and the affections shared among people. While stars may shine without feeling, human relationships allow for emotional depth and connection, even amidst life's uncertainties.

Auden’s poetic words explore the complexity of love, suggesting that unreturned affection can still be noble. The speaker contemplates the idea that if love cannot be mutual, then it is commendable for the more loving individual to take on the burden. This perspective emphasizes the value of love as a choice and a commitment, highlighting the beauty of giving oneself fully, regardless of the outcome, while acknowledging the reality of indifference that permeates existence.

Stats

Categories
Votes
0
Page views
1
Update
January 23, 2025

Rate the Quote

Add Comment & Review

User Reviews

Based on 0 reviews
5 Star
0
4 Star
0
3 Star
0
2 Star
0
1 Star
0
Add Comment & Review
We'll never share your email with anyone else.
More »

Other quotes in What W. H. Auden Can Do for You

More »

Popular quotes

My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?
by David Mitchell
A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.
by David Mitchell
Travel far enough, you meet yourself.
by David Mitchell
Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.
by David Mitchell
I believe there is another world waiting for us. A better world. And I'll be waiting for you there.
by David Mitchell
People pontificate, "Suicide is selfishness." Career churchmen like Pater go a step further and call in a cowardly assault on the living. Oafs argue this specious line for varying reason: to evade fingers of blame, to impress one's audience with one's mental fiber, to vent anger, or just because one lacks the necessary suffering to sympathize. Cowardice is nothing to do with it - suicide takes considerable courage. Japanese have the right idea. No, what's selfish is to demand another to endure an intolerable existence, just to spare families, friends, and enemies a bit of soul-searching.
by David Mitchell
The pollenless trees were genomed to repel bugs and birds; the stagnant air reeked of insecticide.
by David Mitchell
A random sequence of seemingly unrelated events.
by David Mitchell
You say you're 'depressed' - all i see is resilience. You are allowed to feel messed up and inside out. It doesn't mean you're defective - it just means you're human.
by David Mitchell
Books don't offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw.
by David Mitchell