I get no kick from champagne. Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all. So, tell me why should it be true, that I get a kick out of you?
Cole PorterRead
Birds do it, bees do it, even educated fleas do it; let's do it, let's fall in love.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote celebrates the universal nature of love, suggesting that it is a natural and joyful experience.
In this quote, Cole Porter expresses the idea that love is a fundamental aspect of life, common to all beings, from birds and bees to even the smallest creatures like fleas. By inviting us to 'fall in love,' he emphasizes that love is an essential and delightful experience that everyone should embrace.
Themes
LoveUniversalJoyAffectionNatural
In practice
Example use cases
This quote is perfect for a wedding toast to highlight the joy of love.
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