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
When my love swears that she is made of truth, _x000D_ _x000D_ I do believe her, though I know she lies.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the complexity of love, highlighting the paradox of believing someone's love despite knowing they may be untruthful.
In this quote, Shakespeare explores the nature of love and trust, illustrating how deeply one can feel for another even in the face of dishonesty. It suggests that love can blind us to the truth, and that emotional bonds may compel us to believe in the sincerity of our beloved, regardless of evidence to the contrary.
In practice
This quote could be used during a speech about the complexities of romantic relationships.
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).
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
Herman slipped his hand into mine, and I thought, An average of seventy-four species become extinct every day, which was one good reason but not the only one to hold someone's hand, and the next thing that happened was we kissed each other, and I found I knew how, and I felt happy and sad in equal parts, because I knew that I was falling in love, but it wasn't with him.
I still believe that love is all you need. I don't know a better message than that.
Deep in earth my love is lying And I must weep alone.
Suffering can become a means to greater love and greater generosity.
So far as love or affection is concerned, psychologists have failed in their mission. The little we know about love does not transcend simple observation, and the little we write about it has been written better by poets and novelists.
In erotic love, two people who were separate become one. In motherly love, two people who were one become separate. The mother must not only tolerate, she must wish and support the child's separation.
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