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).
William ShakespeareRead
The hind that would be mated by the lion _x000D_ _x000D_ Must die for love.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that love often requires sacrifice and sometimes even leads to one's demise.
In this quote, Shakespeare conveys the idea that those who seek to unite with someone as powerful and consuming as a lion must be prepared to face great risks, including the ultimate sacrifice of their own life. It reflects the intense nature of love and the lengths to which individuals will go to attain it, emphasizing the duality of love as both alluring and perilous.
In practice
This quote can be shared at a wedding to emphasize the depth of love and commitment involved.
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.
Perfume heralds a womanβs arrival and prolongs her departure.
Her cheeks were flushed. She caught hold of the Savage's arm and pressed it, limp, against her side. He looked down at her for a moment, pale, pained, desiring, and ashamed of his desire. He was not worthy, not... Their eyes for a moment met. What treasures hers promised! A queen's ransom of temperament. Hastily he looked away, disengaged his imprisoned arm. He was obscurely terrified lest she should cease to be something he could feel himself unworthy of.
The success of love is in the loving - it is not in the result of loving.
We do not want to lose our grief, because our grief is bound up with our love and we could not cease to mourn without being robbed of our affections.
You have me like a drawing, erased, coloured in, untitled, signed by your tongue.
Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.
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