Doing good to others is ultimately why we love them
We do not love people so much for the good they have done us, as for the good we do them.
Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
[Oprah Winfrey said in one of the interview she was giving :]
"There’s a wonderful phrase by Maya Angelou, from a poem that she wrote called “To our grandmothers”, that she says:
“I come as one, but I stand as ten thousand.”
So when I walk into a room, particularly before I have something really challenging to do, or I’m going to be in a circumstance where I feel I’m going to be you know, up against some difficulties. I will literally sit, and I will call on the 10,000."
Note : the actual phrase in the poem is : "I go forth along, and stand as ten thousand."
According to Duke University researchers, we're not only attracted to people who smile but we also tend to remember their names. In a 2008 fMRI (functional magnetic resonance imaging) study, Professors Takashi Tsuldura and Roberto Cabeza showed subjects pictures of smiling and unsmiling individuals, followed by their names, e.g. "Nancy," "Amber," "Kitty," and so on. The results found that the subjects' orbitofrontal cortices—the region of the brain associated with reward processing—were more active when the subjects were learning and recalling the names of smiling individuals. "We are sensitive to positive social signals," Cabeza explained. "We want to remember people who were kind to us, in case we interact with them in the future."
I VIEW with pleasure and approval the way you keep on at your studies and sacrifice everything to your single-minded ...
Tengo lay down on his bed. fully clothed, and let his mind wander through various possibilities. The last time he saw Aortuune was when he was ten. Now they were both thirty. They had both gone through a lot of experiences in the interim. Good things, things that weren't so good (probably slightly more of the latter). Our looks. our personalities, the environment where we live have all gone through changes. he thought. We're no longer a young boy and a young girl. Is the Aomame over there really the Aomame he had been searching for? And was he the Tengo Kawana she had been looking for? Tengo pictured them on the slide tonight looking at each other, disappointed at what they saw. Maybe they wouldn't find anything to talk about. That was a real possibility. Actually. it would be kind of strange if it didn't turn out that way.
Maybe we shouldn't meet again.
Tengo stared up at the ceiling.
Wasn't it better if they kept this desire to see each other hidden within them, and never actually got together? That way. there would always be hope in their hearts. That hope would be a small. yet vital flame that warmed them to their core —a tinyflame to cup one's hands around and protect from the wind, aflame that the violent winds of realitymight easily extinguish.