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
I...Kisss the tender inward of thy hand.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep affection and intimacy towards a loved one.
In this quote, Shakespeare conveys a profound sense of love and tenderness through the act of kissing the inner hand of a beloved. This gesture symbolizes intimacy and affection, suggesting that true love involves a deeper connection that transcends mere physical attraction.
In practice
During a romantic dinner, this quote can be used to express feelings of love.
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.
Dogs are minor angels, and I don't mean that facetiously. They love unconditionally , forgive immediately, are the truest of friends, willing to do anything that makes us happy
Love has no age, no limit; and no death.
Once you become more and more watchful of your inner workings things become simple. Then a few things have to be dropped. One has not to be jealous if one wants to be loving. It becomes so clear that there is no question about it; one can simply see the point that if you are jealous, love is impossible. Jealousy is bound to create misery. Jealousy is part of ego, the shadow of the ego, the shadow of a shadow - and love needs egolessness. They can't go together, they can't co-exist.
Learn to share your love with others, but keep part of this love for yourself
I give her sadness and the gift of pain,_x000D_ _x000D_ a new moon madness and a love of rain.
Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love
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