There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
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Not less of love, but expanding Of love beyond desire, and so liberation From the Future as well as the past.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote speaks about the expansive nature of love that transcends personal desires and liberates us from the confines of time.
T. S. Eliot's quote emphasizes that true love goes beyond mere desires and personal needs. It suggests that by loving in a broader sense, we can free ourselves from the limitations of our past experiences and future expectations, ultimately achieving a sense of liberation and fulfillment in the present moment.
Themes
LoveDesireLiberationTimeExpansion
In practice
Example use cases
During a wedding toast to emphasize the depth of love shared between the couple.
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