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
That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man, if with his tongue he cannot win a woman.
Interpretation
A man is incomplete if he cannot use his speech to win over a woman.
In this quote, Shakespeare emphasizes the importance of communication and expression in romantic relationships. He suggests that a man's ability to charm and connect with a woman through his words is a crucial aspect of his identity, implying that without this capability, he lacks a fundamental quality of being a true man.
In practice
During a wedding speech, one might say, 'As Shakespeare reminds us, a man that hath a tongue is defined by how he wins a woman.'
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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