Beauty is meaningless until it is shared. If he had one person, just one, to halve his loneliness!
 George Orwell, Burmese Days (1934). copy citation

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Author George Orwell
Source Burmese Days
Topic loneliness beauty
Date 1934
Language English
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“Alone, alone, the bitterness of being alone! So often like this, in lonely places in the forest, he would come upon something--bird, flower, tree--beautiful beyond all words, if there had been a soul with whom to share it. Beauty is meaningless until it is shared. If he had one person, just one, to halve his loneliness! Suddenly the pigeon saw the man and dog below, sprang into the air and dashed away swift as a bullet, with a rattle of wings. One does not often see green pigeons so closely when they are alive. They are high-flying birds, living in the treetops, and they do not come to the ground, or only to drink.” source