Love is the last relay and ultimate outposts of eternity.
Dante Gabriel RossettiRead
You have been mine before - How long ago I may not know: But just when at that swallow's soar, your neck turned so, Some veil did fall, - I knew it all of yore.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep, possibly eternal connection between two people that transcends time.
In this quote, the speaker reflects on a profound bond that feels timeless, suggesting that their love has existed long before this moment, despite any uncertainty about when it began. The imagery of the swallow and the falling veil symbolizes the revelation of this deep connection and the understanding that comes with it.
In practice
In a wedding speech, one might use this quote to express the feeling of an eternal love.
Love is the last relay and ultimate outposts of eternity.
Conception, my boy, fundamental brain work, is what makes all the difference in art.
Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragonfly_x000D_ _x000D_ Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky.
Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been; I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell.
Beauty without the beloved is a like a sword through the heart.
I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore. ... You have been mine before, How long ago I may not know: But just when at that swallow's soar Your neck turned so, Some veil did fall - I knew it all of yore. Has this been thus before? And shall not thus time's eddying flight Still with our lives our love restore In death's despite, And day and night yield one delight once more
It is unearned love--the love that goes before, that greets us on the way. It's the help you receive when you have no bright ideas left, when you are empty and desperate and have discovered that your best thinking and most charming charm have failed you. Grace is the light or electricity or juice or breeze that takes you from that isolated place and puts you with others who are as startled and embarrassed and eventually grateful as you are to be there.
How is it that we do not die of love in seeing that God Himself could do no more than shed His divine blood for us drop by drop? When as man He was preparing for death, He made Himself our food in order to give us life. God becomes food, bread for his creatures. Is this not enough to make us die of love?
Mindful time spent with the person we love is the fullest expression of true love and real generosity.
You see, my brethren, my heart is full; I could almost say it is too big to speak, and yet too big to be silent, without dropping a word to you.
All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon the sand.
Love is a continual interrogation. I donβt know of a better definition of love.
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