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
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
Interpretation
This quote implies that when various elements are mixed without purpose, they can lead to chaos or insignificance.
William Shakespeare's quote reflects on the idea that when different components or ideas are combined without intention or clarity, the resulting outcome can become disordered and devoid of meaning. It suggests that there is a delicate balance in the way we blend our thoughts, actions, and influences, cautioning against the chaotic amalgamation that leads to a loss of significance and purpose.
In practice
In a discussion about teamwork, one might say, 'Remember Shakespeare's reminder that without purpose, our efforts can turn into chaos.'
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.
At the moment you are most in awe of all there is about life that you don't understand, you are closer to understanding it all than at any other time.
In a sense, words are encyclopedias of ignorance because they freeze perceptions at one moment in history and then insist we continue to use these frozen perceptions when we should be doing better.
Every sentence I utter must be understood not as an affirmation, but as a question.
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.
The abdomen is the reason why man does not readily take himself to be a god.
Observation and thinking are the two points of departure for all the spiritual striving of man, insofar as he is conscious of such striving. The workings of common sense, as well as the most complicated scientific researches, rest on these two fundamental pillars of our spirit.
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