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
If I must die, I will encounter darkness as a bride, and hug it in mine arms.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep acceptance of death, portraying it as a welcoming embrace rather than something to fear.
In this quote, Shakespeare uses the metaphor of encountering darkness as a bride to suggest a willing and profound acceptance of death. Rather than fearing the end of life, the speaker chooses to embrace it, implying that death can be seen as a transformative experience, akin to a marriage where two become one, thus reflecting a concept of unity with the inevitable.
In practice
A eulogy reflecting on the beauty of life's end.
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.
You can win the rat race but you're still a rat.
The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still the master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone, Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth, While man, vain insect hopes to be forgiven, And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
When you tear out a man's tongue, you are not proving him a liar, you're only telling the world that you fear what he might say.
None believes in his own death. In the unconscious everyone is convinced of his own immortality.
Alpha children wear grey. They work much harder than we do, because they're so frightfully clever. I'm awfully glad I'm a Beta, because I don't work so hard. And then we are much better than the Gammas and Deltas. Gammas are stupid. They all wear green, and Delta children wear khaki. Oh no, I don't want to play with Delta children. And Epsilons are still worse. They're too stupid to be able to read or write. Besides they wear black, which is such a beastly color. I'm so glad I'm a Beta.
Sometimes a disappearance can be more haunting than an apparition.
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