Leonard Cohen... i didn't fall in love of courseit's never up to youbut she was walking back and forthand i was passing through
About This Quote
In this verse, Robert Browning captures the way that our lives are often filled with moments of great beauty and deep fulfillment. In the first line, Robert describes a man watching a woman walking back and forth across a room. The next line explains that this man was passing through the space that the woman occupied. Read it as an explanation that her walk was similar to his passage.
They were both part of the same journey, but only one person would benefit from the walk. The person who passed by would feel great joy in their experience, but it would never be theirs.
Source: Book Of Longing
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