As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
William ShakespeareRead
My affection hath an unknown bottom, like the Bay of Portugal.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the depth and complexity of love, likening it to a vast and unexplored body of water.
In this quote, Shakespeare uses the metaphor of the 'Bay of Portugal' to illustrate the profound and potentially boundless nature of his affection. Just as the 'unknown bottom' suggests depth that is not easily understood or measured, so too does love often possess depths that are mysterious and uncharted, reflecting both the beauty and the complexity of emotional connections.
In practice
This quote can be used in a romantic speech to express the profound nature of one's feelings.
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
If she undervalues me, _x000D_ _x000D_ What care I how fair she be?
When the doctors came they said she had died of heart disease - of joy that kills.
And the merry love the fiddle, and the merry love to dance.
It seemed a marvel to her that any mortal should suffer for lack of love, and yet she had never known a mortal who didn't feel unloved. There was enough love just in this ugly hallway, she thought, that no one should ever feel the lack of it again. She peered at the parents, imagining their hearts like machines, manufacturing surfeit upon surfeit of love for their children, and then wondered how something could be so awesome and so utterly powerless.
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
I thank you, dear Brothers, for preaching the love of Christ and exhorting your people to tolerance, respect and love of their brothers and sisters and of all persons. In this way you exercise the prophetic ministry that the Lord has entrusted to the Church, and in particular to the Successors of the Apostles (cf. Pastores Gregis, 26).
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