As for politics, I’m an anarchist. I hate governments and rules and fetters. Can’t stand caged animals. People must be free.
Charlie ChaplinRead
Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
Interpretation
True intimacy involves connecting on a deeper, emotional level, not just physically.
This quote by Charlie Chaplin emphasizes the importance of emotional vulnerability and genuine connection in romantic relationships. It suggests that the physical aspect of love should only be shared with someone who deeply understands and appreciates your true self, or 'naked soul', thereby highlighting the necessity of emotional depth and love beyond mere physical attraction.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a romantic dinner to emphasize the importance of a deep connection.
As for politics, I’m an anarchist. I hate governments and rules and fetters. Can’t stand caged animals. People must be free.
By simple common sense I don't believe in God, in none.
Actors search for rejection. If they don't get it they reject themselves.
Friends have asked how I came to engender this American antagonism. My prodigious sin was, and still is, being a non-conformist. Although I am not a Communist I refused to fall in line by hating them. Secondly, I was opposed to the Committee on Un-American Activities - a dishonest phrase to begin with, elastic enough to wrap around the throat and strangle the voice of any American citizen whose honest opinion is a minority of one.
You the people have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure.
During my incarceration Mother visited me. She had in some way managed to leave the workhouse and was making an effort to establish a home for us. Her presence was like a bouquet of flowers; she looked so fresh and lovely that I felt ashamed of my unkempt appearance and my shaved iodined head.'You must excuse his dirty face,' said the nurse.Mother laughed, and how well I remember her endearing words as she hugged and kissed me: 'With all thy dirt I love thee still.
In school, they would tell you that life wouldn’t come to you; you had to go out and make it your own. But when it came to love, the message for girls seemed to be this: Don’t. Don’t go after what you want. Wait. Wait to be chosen, as if only in the eye of another could one truly find value. The message was confusing and infuriating. It was a shell game with no actual pea under the rapidly moving cups.
O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in the praise thereof spends all his might To make me tongue-tied speaking of your fame.
I wanted to tell her that she was the first beautiful thing I had seen in three years. That the sight of her yawning to the back of her hand was enough to drive the breath from me. How I sometimes lost the sense of her words in the sweet fluting of her voice. I wanted to say that if she were with me then somehow nothing could ever be wrong for me again.
Maybe the purchasing and the making and the wrapping and the decorating - those delightfully generous and important expressions of our love at Christmas - should be separated, if only slightly, from the more quiet, personal moments when we consider the meaning of the Baby (and his birth) who prompts the giving of such gifts.
Once I fall in love, finishing a story leaves a hole in my heart. The characters become your friends.
When a man is in love how can he use old words? Should a woman desiring her lover lie down with grammarians and linguists? I said nothing to the woman I loved but gathered love's adjectives into a suitcase and fled from all languages.
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