Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
Oscar WildeRead
She is all the great heroines of the world in one. She is more than an individual. I love her, and I must make her love me. I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter, and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses a profound love that transcends individuality, yearning for a connection that resonates through time.
In this quote, Oscar Wilde articulates a deep and passionate love for a woman who embodies all great heroines, suggesting that his feelings surpass ordinary affection. He desires not only her love but also seeks to evoke the emotions of those who have loved and lost throughout history, illustrating how love can connect past and present, igniting a vibrant and almost transcendental experience.
Themes
LovePassionConnectionHistoryJealousy
In practice
Example use cases
In a romantic speech at a wedding.
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