Everything can be sacrificed for truth, but truth cannot be sacrificed for anything.
Swami VivekanandaRead
I am not talking about what every one of us means by love. Little namby-pamby love is lovely. Man rails in love with woman, and woman goes to die for man. The chances are that in five minutes John kicks Jane, and Jane kicks John. This is a materialism and no love at all. If John could really love Jane, he would be perfect that moment.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote critiques superficial love and emphasizes the need for a deeper, more genuine form of love.
Swami Vivekananda distinguishes between shallow and deep love, suggesting that what many consider love often lacks true substance. He argues that genuine love would elevate individuals to their best selves, transcending petty conflicts and materialistic attachments. Instead of mere actions driven by desires, true love would manifest as a commitment to the growth and perfection of the beloved.
Themes
LoveGenuineRelationshipsPerfectionMaterialism
In practice
Example use cases
During a wedding speech to highlight the importance of true love in relationships.
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