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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for Mercutio's soul Is but a little way above our heads, Staying for thine to keep him company: Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the inevitability of death and companionship in the afterlife.
In this quote from Shakespeare's 'Romeo and Juliet,' Mercutio speaks to the transient nature of life and the profound connection between those left behind and those who have passed on. The statement suggests that the bond of companionship extends beyond life itself, emphasizing that if one dies, the other must follow to join their friend in the afterlife, thereby highlighting themes of mortality and friendship.
In practice
This quote can be used in a eulogy to express the idea of companionship in death.
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.
It is of itself that the divine thought thinks (since it is the most excellent of things), and its thinking is a thinking on thinking.
Vain are the thousand creeds That move men's hearts, unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main.
Every one of us is a mystic. We may or may not realize it, we may not even like it. But whether we know it or not, whether we accept it or not, mystical experience is always there, inviting us on a journey of ultimate discovery. We have been given the gift of life in this perplexing world to become who we ultimately are: creatures of boundless love, caring compassion, and wisdom. Existence is a summons to the eternal journey of the sage - the sage we all are, if only we could see.
The relations between rhetoric and ethics are disturbing: the ease with which language can be twisted is worrisome, and the fact that our minds accept these perverse games so docilely is no less cause for concern.
Under socialism all will govern in turn and will soon become accustomed to no one governing.
The first-beginnings of things cannot be distinguished by the eye.
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