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
Were kisses all the joys in bed, _x000D_ One woman would another wed.
Interpretation
This quote highlights the idea that love and intimacy go beyond mere physical pleasures.
In this quote, Shakespeare suggests that if physical affection and pleasure were the only sources of joy in a relationship, then one woman would marry another solely for the sake of those kisses. It conveys the deeper notion that true love encompasses more than just physical satisfaction; it includes emotional connection, companionship, and mutual understanding.
In practice
In a wedding speech to emphasize the importance of emotional connection over mere physicality.
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.
My director, Jesus, does not teach me to count my acts, but to do everything for love, to refuse Him nothing, to be pleased when He gives me a chance to prove to Him that I love Him - but all this in peace - in abandonment.
Love is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.
The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
You know, when one's in love,' I said, 'and things go all wrong, one's terribly unhappy and one thinks one won't ever get over it. But you'll be astounded to learn what the sea will do.' What do you mean?' she smiled. Well, love isn't a good sailor and it languishes on a sea voyage. You'll be surprised when you have the Atlantic between you and Larry to find how slight the pang is that before you sailed seemed intolerable.
Love will never be ideal until man recovers from the illusion that he can be just a little bit faithful or a little bit married.
I loved her for so long. Our past trails behind us like a comet's tail, the future stretched out before us like the universe. Things happen. People get lost and love breaks.
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