Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
CatullusRead
Godlike the man who_x000D_ sits at her side, who_x000D_ watches and catches_x000D_ that laughter_x000D_ which (softly) tears me_x000D_ to tatters: nothing is left of me, each time_x000D_ I see her.
Interpretation
The quote expresses deep admiration and emotional vulnerability inspired by another person's laughter.
In this quote, Catullus portrays the profound impact that a beloved has on him, highlighting how their laughter captivates him and simultaneously makes him feel emotionally torn. He admires the person sitting beside him, suggesting that their presence brings him both joy and a sense of being undone, illustrating the complexities of love where beauty and pain often coexist.
In practice
This quote can be shared at a wedding to illustrate the beauty of love.
Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem
Brother, hello and good-bye. Frater, ave atque vale
To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
My mind's sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn't like you if you were the best of women, -or stop loving you, no matter what you do.
O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in the praise thereof spends all his might To make me tongue-tied speaking of your fame.
I think, a lot of times, people just want to be cool, and to be in love is not cool. But I think it's the coolest. I think love is the coolest thing that there is.
Self-consciousness is the destroyer of erotic joy.
I don't really need to stand out, there's room for everyone. Although I haven't built a niche yet, I'm just writing love songs.
Love prefers twilight to daylight.
At that time, he was satisfying a sensual curiosity by experiencing the pleasures of people who live for love. He had believed he could stop there, that he would not be obliged to learn their sorrows; how small a thing her charm was for him now compared with the astounding terror that extended out from it like a murky halo, the immense anguish of not knowing at every moment what she had been doing, of not possessing her everywhere and always!
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