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
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the prevalence of deceit in the world and highlights the ironic nature of human behavior.
In this quote, Shakespeare expresses a deep frustration with the widespread dishonesty and falsehoods present in society. By repeating 'Lord, Lord', he emphasizes the gravity of the situation, suggesting that the world is plagued by lies that distort reality and truth. This sentiment resonates with the human experience, where individuals often grapple with the consequences of dishonesty both personally and socially.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about the importance of honesty in society.
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).
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