Balm of the summer night, balm of the ordinary, imperial joy and sorrow of human existence, the dreamed as well as the lived— what could be dearer than this, given the closeness of death?
Louise GluckRead
He takes her in his arms He wants to say I love you, nothing can hurt you But he thinks this is a lie, so he says in the end You're dead, nothing can hurt you which seems to him a more promising beginning, more true.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses the complexities of love, highlighting both the desire to protect and the struggle with truthfulness.
In this quote, Louise Gluck explores the tension between love and vulnerability. The character longs to express love and safety but grapples with the fear that such expressions may not be genuine. Instead, he resorts to a darker sentiment, suggesting that death absolves one from pain, revealing a profound struggle in the dynamics of love and the human condition.
Themes
LoveVulnerabilityTruthPainProtection
In practice
Example use cases
In a romantic poem reading, this quote can illustrate the depth of feeling and protection in relationships.
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