Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
Elizabeth Barrett BrowningRead
But love me for love's sake, that evermore_x000D_ _x000D_ Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the purity of love, encouraging love to be given freely and selflessly.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning's quote speaks to the idea of unconditional love, suggesting that one should love another not for their own sake but for the sake of love itself. This type of love is enduring and transcends time, allowing it to persist even beyond earthly existence.
In practice
In a wedding ceremony, the officiant might quote this to highlight the nature of everlasting love.
Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
She has seen the mystery hid Under Egypt's pyramid: By those eyelids pale and close Now she knows what Rhamses knows.
First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And, ever since, it grew more clean and white.
Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.
Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres.
Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in full Being.
Everybody wants to share life and be in love and be loved.
What is essential in love is what the French call 'amour fou.' What is that in English? Crazy love? That doesn't sound as beautiful. It's a total kind of love that not only embraces feelings, actions, but a kind of understanding of the world from the perspective of love.
Don't threaten me with love, baby. Let's just go walking in the rain.
I give her sadness and the gift of pain,_x000D_ _x000D_ a new moon madness and a love of rain.
Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That's what it is: an edge; a razor. It draws up through the center of your life, cutting everything in two. Before and after. The rest of the world falls away on either side.
Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart.
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