Before I married, I had three theories about raising children and no children. Now, I have three children and no theories.
John WilmotRead
Love, the most generous passion of the mind _x000D_ The softest refuge innocence can find
Interpretation
Love is a profound and selfless emotion that provides comfort and safety.
In this quote, John Wilmot highlights love as a noble and abundant emotion that offers a sanctuary for innocence. It suggests that love is not only powerful in its generosity but also acts as a protective space where purity and gentleness can thrive amidst the complexities of life.
In practice
During a wedding ceremony, to express the deep significance of love.
Before I married, I had three theories about raising children and no children. Now, I have three children and no theories.
God bless our good and gracious King, Whose promise none relies on; Who never said a foolish thing, Nor ever did a wise one.
It is a very good world to live in, To lend or to spend, or to live in; but to beg or to borrow, or to get a man's own, It is the very worst world that ever was known.
I shall never forgive you for teaching me how to love life.
Man differs more from man than man from beast
For Hell and the foul fiend that rules_x000D_ God's everlasting fiery jails_x000D_ (Devised by rogues, dreaded by fools),_x000D_ With his grim, grisly dog that keeps the door,_x000D_ Are senseless stories, idle tales,_x000D_ Dreams, whimseys, and no more.
You, the strong, have I loved, though the marks of your iron hoofs are yet upon my flesh.
To love blindly is to love selfishly, because the goal of such love is not the real advantage of the beloved but only the exercise of love in our own souls.
Love often leads on to ambition, but seldom does one return from ambition to love.
This is what love does: It makes you want to rewrite the world. It makes you want to choose the characters, build the scenery, guide the plot. The person you love sits across from you, and you want to do everything in your power to make it possible, endlessly possible. And when itβs just the two of you, alone in a room, you can pretend that this is how it is, this is how it will be.
Now we'd known each other for two years, the side of my calf was touching his shins, and his stomach was against my ribs. He said, "I don't think it's end of world to be my girlfriend." I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. It took seven languages to make me; it would be nice if I could have spoken just one.
What if sometimes there is no choice about what to love? What if the temple comes to Mohammed? What if you just love? without deciding? You just do: you see her and in that instant are lost to sober account-keeping and cannot choose but to love?
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