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.
I wonder if it hurts to live, And if they have to try, And whether, could they choose between, They would not rather die.
It is not our job to apply laws that have not yet been written.
If we are endowed by our Creator with rights, then why shouldn't those be attainable by gays and lesbians?
Satan, really, is the romantic youth of Jesus re-appearing for a moment.
All you have to do is wait,” I explained. “Sit tight and wait for the right moment. Not try to change anything by force, just watch the drift of things. Make an effort to cast a fair eye on everything. If you do that, you just naturally know what to do. But everyone’s always too busy. They’re too talented, their schedules are too full. They’re too interested in themselves to think about what’s fair.
Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence– whether much that is glorious– whether all that is profound– does not spring from disease of thought– from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect.
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