Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart; My silent heart, lie still and break: Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed For a dream's sake.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the pain of a heartbroken individual who is grappling with the changes in life and self caused by unattainable dreams.
In this poignant line by Christina Rossetti, the speaker addresses their heart, urging it to remain still despite the overwhelming feelings of heartbreak. The quote reflects a deep sense of loss and transformation, suggesting that the anguish of unfulfilled dreams has fundamentally altered their perception of life, self, and the world around them. It emphasizes the interplay between love, longing, and the inevitable changes that come with emotional turmoil.
In practice
During a speech at a gathering about the complexities of love.
When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet: And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget. I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel the rain; I shall not hear the nightingale Sing on as if in pain: And dreaming through the twilight That doth not rise nor set, Haply I may remember, And haply I may forget.
We must not look at goblin men, We must not buy their fruits: Who knows upon what soil they fed Their hungry thirsty roots?
To her whose heart is my heart's quiet home,_x000D_ _x000D_ To my first Love, my Mother, on whose knee_x000D_ _x000D_ I learnt love-lore that is not troublesome.
Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again though cold in death; Come back to me in dreams, that I may give Pulse for pulse, breath for breath: Speak low, lean low, As long ago, my love, how long ago
I lock my door upon myself, And bar them out; but who shall wall Self from myself, most loathed of all?
When I am dead, my dearest,_x000D_ _x000D_ Sing no sad songs for me
The truth is, I often like women. I like their unconventionality. I like their completeness. I like their anonymity.
Because they have been in love they have survived everything that life could throw at them, even their own failures.
LADY BRACKNELL Algernon is an extremely, I may almost say an ostentatiously, eligible young man. He has nothing, but he looks everything. What more can one desire?
Two such as you with such a master speed, cannot be parted nor be swept away, from one another once you are agreed, that life is only life forevermore, together wing to wing and oar to oar.
Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused.
I understand lost love, and I think that can destroy a man more than anything if it was a deep love that is lost somehow.
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