He lifted me up and held me close against him, my head on his shoulder. At that moment I loved him. In the morning light he was as golden, as soft, as gentle as myself, and he would protect me.
Francoise SaganRead
I was thinking that I should be content to kiss him until the break of day. Bertrand ran out of kisses too soon; desire made them superfluous in his eyes. They were only a stage on the road to pleasure, not something inexhaustible and self-sufficient, as Luc had revealed them to me.
Interpretation
The quote explores the fleeting nature of desire and intimacy in relationships.
In this excerpt, the speaker reflects on the nature of kisses and intimacy, suggesting that while they may feel abundant in the moment, they are ultimately transient and linked to deeper desires for pleasure and connection. The comparison between two individuals highlights differing views on love and physical affection, where one sees kisses as mere steps toward greater joy, while the other finds them to be an endless source of satisfaction.
In practice
This quote can be used in a discussion about the nature of love and desire in romantic relationships.
He lifted me up and held me close against him, my head on his shoulder. At that moment I loved him. In the morning light he was as golden, as soft, as gentle as myself, and he would protect me.
No one is more conventional than a woman who is falling out of love.
The one thing I regret is that I will never have time to read all the books I want to read.
One can never speak enough of the virtues, the dangers, the power of shared laughter.
Of course the illusion of art is to make one believe that great literature is very close to life, but exactly the opposite is true. Life is amorphous, literature is formal.
I have loved to the point of madness; That which is called madness, That which to me, Is the only sensible way to love.
By innocence I swear, and by my youth, I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth, And that no woman has, nor never none Shall mistress be of it save I alone.
...she had regained what I thought she had lost forever, the magical sadness which had drawn me to her, the thwarted look that had seemed to say, "Surely I was made for some other purpose than this?
Gods always love the people who make em.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Thus you may understand that love alone is the true seed of every merit in you, and of all acts for which you must atone.
Let us not be satisfied with just giving money. Money is not enough, money can be got, but they need your hearts to love them. So, spread your love everywhere you go.
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