But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
Lord ByronRead
Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.
Interpretation
Men often rush into love but take their time to harbor negative feelings.
This quote by Lord Byron suggests that men tend to fall in love quickly and passionately, embracing the excitement of romance. However, once the initial fervor fades, they take longer to process and reflect on any negative feelings that may arise, indicating a tendency to linger on grievances rather than swiftly moving past them.
In practice
In a discussion about the complexities of romantic relationships.
But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
It is the lava of the imagination whose eruption prevents an earthquake.
For what were all these country patriots born? To hunt, and vote, and raise the price of corn?
Absence - that common cure of love.
Her great merit is finding out mine; there is nothing so amiable as discernment.
But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
Those are the voices of my brothers, darling; I love the company of wolves.
Exhaustion was pressing upon and overpowering her. "Good-by--because I love you." He did not know; he did not understand. He would never understand. Perhaps Doctor Mandelet would have understood if she had seen him--but it was too late; the shore was far behind her, and her strength was gone. She looked into the distance, and the old terror flamed up for an instant, then sank again.
We outgrow love like other things and put it in a drawer, till it an antique fashion shows like costumes grandsires wore.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds _x000D_ _x000D_ Admit impediments: love is not love _x000D_ _x000D_ Which alters when it alteration finds.
We love we know not what, and therefore everything allures us.
To love our success more than God and our neighbor hardens the heart, making us less able to feel and to sense.
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