Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. AudenRead
Desire, even in its wildest tantrums, can neither persuade me it is love nor stop me from wishing it were.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Desire may feel intense, but it does not equate to true love and cannot hinder the longing for genuine affection.
In this quote by W. H. Auden, the author reflects on the nature of desire, distinguishing it from authentic love. He acknowledges that while desire can be overwhelming and tumultuous, it lacks the depth and sincerity of true emotional connection, leaving him yearning for the real thing despite the chaos that desire brings.
Themes
DesireLoveLongingEmotionConnection
In practice
Example use cases
In a speech on relationships, one might say, 'As W. H. Auden pointed out, desire alone does not define love.'
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