Dreaming is the poetry of Life, and we must be forgiven if we indulge in it a little.
John GalsworthyRead
Love has no age, no limit; and no death.
Interpretation
Love transcends age, limitations, and even death itself.
This quote by John Galsworthy emphasizes the timeless and boundless nature of love. It suggests that true love is not constrained by the passage of time, physical limitations, or the mortal existence, indicating that love is eternal and can persist beyond life's challenges and even after death.
In practice
In a wedding speech, one could say this quote to express the everlasting nature of love between partners.
Dreaming is the poetry of Life, and we must be forgiven if we indulge in it a little.
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