Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
John DonneRead
And now good morrow to our waking souls, Which watch not one another out of fear; For love, all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room, an everywhere. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown, Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the power of love to create a sense of unity and completeness in a relationship, transcending physical boundaries.
In this quote, John Donne reflects on the profound nature of love, suggesting that when two people are truly in love, they can create an intimate world together that is more significant than any physical place. It emphasizes the idea that love can make a small space feel expansive and meaningful, encouraging the notion that love's bond is stronger than any external circumstances, including distance or the desire for exploration.
In practice
This quote is perfect for celebrating a wedding, emphasizing the strength of love between partners.
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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We lay on the ground and kissed. Perhaps you smile. That we only lay on the ground and kissed. You young people can lend your bodies now, play with them, give them as we could not. But remember that you have paid a price: that of a world rich in mystery and delicate emotion. It is not only species of animal that die out. But whole species of feeling. And if you are wise you will never pity the past for what it did not know. But pity yourself for what it did.
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