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
Angels and ministers of grace defend us.
Interpretation
This quote expresses a plea for protection and guidance from higher powers.
In this line from Shakespeare, the speaker invokes 'angels' and 'ministers of grace' to seek divine protection and support in the face of uncertainty or danger. This plea highlights a universal desire for safeguarding from the darker aspects of life, emphasizing the importance of grace and moral guidance in human existence.
In practice
During a speech about overcoming challenges, one might reference this quote to inspire hope.
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.
Modes are infinite, and laws are infinite.
People said it because other people said it. They did not know why it was being said and heard everywhere. they did not give or ask for reasons.
Ed Koch will never "rest in peace." That was not his way. He was always nervously squirming, while making others squirm as well. Comfort was not his goal. He understood that to be a proud and assertive Jew meant never being able to leave a sigh of relief and say "it's over, we are at peace, we can now put down our guard and relax."
It is said that scattered through Despair's domain are a multitude of tiny windows, hanging in the void. Each window looks out onto a different scene, being, in our world, a mirror. Sometimes you will look into a mirror and feel the eyes of Despair upon you, feel her hook catch and snag on your heart.
Perhaps, in retrospect, there would be little motivation even for malevolent extraterrestrials to attack the Earth; perhaps, after a preliminary survey, they might decide it is more expedient just to be patient for a little while and wait for us to self-destruct.
Finding is losing something else. I think about, perhaps even mourn, what I lost to find this
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