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.
We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.
A man kills the thing he loves, and he must die a little himself.
One cannot give what he does not possess. To give love you must possess love. To love others you must love yourself.
To love is to suffer and there can be no love otherwise.
When women cease to be handsome, they study to be good.
Rochester: "I am no better than the old lightning-struck chestnut-tree in Thornfield orchard…And what right would that ruin have to bid a budding woodbine cover its decay with freshness?" Jane: "You are no ruin sir - no lighting-struck tree: you are green and vigorous. Plants will grow about your roots, whether you ask them or not, because they take delight in your bountiful shadow; and as they grow they will lean towards you, and wind round you, because your strength offers them so safe a prop.
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