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
Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day And make me travel forth without my cloak, To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way, Hiding they brav'ry in their rotten smoke?
Interpretation
The quote expresses frustration over unfulfilled promises and the unexpected challenges that arise despite hope.
In this quote, Shakespeare personifies nature, illustrating a conflict between expectations of a beautiful day and the harsh reality of clouds obscuring it. It highlights the disparity between what is promised or anticipated and the unforeseen difficulties that life often presents, evoking a sense of disappointment when nature's beauty is hidden by adverse conditions.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about overcoming life's unexpected challenges.
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.
I am against using death as a punishment. I am also against using it as a reward.
In other centuries, human beings wanted to be saved, or improved, or freed, or educated. But in our century, they want to be entertained. The great fear is not of disease or death, but of boredom. A sense of time on our hands, a sense of nothing to do. A sense that we are not amused.
You want to be paid as well, you virtuous! You want reward for virtue, and heaven for earth, and eternity for your today?
If one is devoid of hope and thanksgiving, he cannot for long remain sinless, for he will, in despair, have slackened his resolve. Feelings of futility foster vulnerability. Self-pity is such a busy stagehand, rearranging the scenery to help sin make its entrance. No wonder the prophets say that without faith in the Lord, there is no hope.
The notion that one will not survive a particular catastrophe is, in general terms, a comfort since it is equivalent to abolishing the catastrophe.
Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.
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