Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.
Walter ScottRead
Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the profound and universal power of love, suggesting it governs all aspects of life and existence.
Walter Scott's quote emphasizes that love is the fundamental essence that connects all beings, from everyday people to the divine. By stating that love rules various earthly and heavenly domains, Scott implies that love transcends all barriers, making it a vital force in both human experience and spiritual belief.
In practice
In a speech at a wedding, one might say, 'As Walter Scott said, love rules the court, the camp, the grove... it's the essence of our union.'
Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.
Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!
There is a vulgar incredulity, which in historical matters, as well as in those of religion, finds it easier to doubt than to examine.
Where shall the lover rest,_x000D_ _x000D_ Whom the fates sever_x000D_ _x000D_ From his true maiden's breast,_x000D_ _x000D_ Parted for ever?_x000D_ _x000D_ Where, through groves deep and high,_x000D_ _x000D_ Sounds the far billow,_x000D_ _x000D_ Where early violets die,_x000D_ _x000D_ Under the willow.
On his bold visage middle age Had slightly press'd its signet sage, Yet had not quench'd the open truth And fiery vehemence of youth: Forward and frolic glee was there, The will to do, the soul to dare.
nothing yet. I've been waiting." "for what?" she made no response. she could not tell him that she had been waiting for him.
Many a man has fallen in love with a girl in a light so dim he would not have chosen a suit by it.
He makes a July's day short as December.
Love is the answer to everything. It's the only reason to do anything. If you don't write stories you love, you'll never make it. If you don't write stories that other people love, you'll never make it.
Love is desire sustained by unfulfilment.
But maybe you never really had someone, she thought now. Maybe, no matter how much you loved them, they could slip through your fingers like water, and there was nothing you could do about it.
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