Be brave, young lovers, and follow your star.
Oscar Hammerstein IiRead
Do you love me because I'm beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me?
Interpretation
The quote explores the relationship between love and beauty, questioning which comes first.
This quote reflects on the complex nature of love and attraction, suggesting that beauty may be influenced by the affection one feels. It raises an important philosophical question about the nature of attraction: do we find someone beautiful because we love them, or do we love them because they possess beauty? This interplay invites deeper contemplation on the essence of relationships and the subjective perception of attractiveness.
In practice
During a romantic dinner, one might say this quote to spark a thoughtful discussion about love and beauty.
Be brave, young lovers, and follow your star.
There is a very real relationship, both quantitatively and qualitatively, between what you contribute and what you get out of this world.
All the sounds of the earth are like music.
I'm not going to run, I'm going to stand here and watch. Every blow will cut into my heart, and tell me who and what you are.
A bell's not a bell 'til you ring it, A song's not a song 'til you sing it, Love in your heart wasn't put there to stay, Love isn't love 'til you give it away!
The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay, I heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafΓ©.
When I think of what life is, and how seldom love is answered by love; it is one of the moments for which the world was made.
Love can be angry... with a kind of anger in which there is no gall, like the dove's and not the ravens.
we can't afford to do anyone harm because we owe them our lives each breath is recycled from someone else's lungs our enemies are the very air in disguise you can talk a great philosophy but if you can't be kind to people every day it doesn't mean that much to me it's the little things you do the little things you say it's the love you give along the way
The brain may take advice, but not the heart, and love having no geography, knows no boundaries: weight and sink it deep, no matter, it will rise and find the surface: and why not? Any love is natural and beautiful that lies within a person's nature; only hypocrites would hold a man responsible for what he loves, emotional illiterates and those of righteous envy, who, in their agitated concern, mistake so frequently the arrow pointing to heaven for the one that leads to hell.
How can I, that girl standing there, My attention fix On Roman or on Russian Or on Spanish politics? Yet here's a travelled man that knows What he talks about, And there's a politician That has read and thought, And maybe what they say is true Of war and war's alarms, But O that I were young again And held her in my arms!
My love to thee is sound, sans crack or flaw.
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