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
Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As mans ingratitude Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho sing, heigh-ho unto the green holly Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly. Then heigh-ho the holly This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend rememberd not.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the nature of ingratitude in friendships and how it can be more painful than harsh elements of nature.
In this excerpt, Shakespeare contrasts the harshness of winter with the painful reality of human ingratitude. He suggests that while external hardships can be severe, they pale in comparison to the emotional hurt caused by friends who forget or fail to appreciate us. The poet calls for a celebration of true friendship, which, unlike the cruelty of nature, can bring joy and warmth to our lives.
In practice
In a speech about the value of true friendship, one might reference this quote to illustrate the pain caused by ingratitude.
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.
Strangers he gulls, but friends make fun of him.
Always keep good company. Never waste an hour with anyone who doesn't lift you up and encourage you.
In poverty and other misfortunes of life, true friends are a sure refuge.
Friendship is a serious affection; the most sublime of all affections, because it is founded on principle, and cemented by time.
A doubtful friend is worse than a certain enemy. Let a man be one thing or the other, and we then know how to meet him.
It is sweet to think I was a companion in an expedition that never ends
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