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).
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Fair Katherine, and most fair,_x000D_ _x000D_ Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms_x000D_ _x000D_ Such as will enter at a lady's ear,_x000D_ _x000D_ And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart?
Interpretation
This quote expresses a soldier's desire to learn how to speak romantically to win a lady's heart.
In this quote, Shakespeare depicts a soldier who seeks guidance from a fair lady on the art of wooing. He wishes to know the right words and expressions that would resonate with her feelings, indicating the vulnerability and earnestness behind his romantic intentions. The quote captures the blend of honor and desire in romance, suggesting that love requires not only bravery but also a sensitivity to the emotions of others.
In practice
This quote is perfect for a wedding speech about the importance of communication in love.
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.
Love is the longing for the half of ourselves we have lost.
Life is just a little opportunity for you during a few years to say, "I love you, too."
Ask nothing more of me sweet; All I can give you I give; Heart of my heart were it more, More would be laid at your feet.
I care about me now. When I didn't care about me, I was, like, 'Why is this going wrong? Why is my life so bad?' But when you don't care about yourself, nobody else is going to care about you. So I learned to love myself, even if nobody else does.
I find flaws attractive. I find scars attractive.
If cynicism and love lie at opposite ends of a spectrum, do we not sometimes fall in love in order to escape the debilitating cynicism to which we are prone? Is there not in every coup de foudre a certain willful exaggeration of the qualities of the beloved, an exaggeration which distracts us from our habitual pessimism and focuses our energies on someone in whom we can believe in a way we have never believed in ourselves?
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