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
A nun of winter's sisterhood kisses not more religiously; the very ice of chastity is in them.
Interpretation
The quote suggests a deep, pure, and religious love, analogous to the sisterhood of nuns and the cold beauty of winter.
Shakespeare employs beautiful imagery to illustrate a kind of love that is profoundly innocent and pure, akin to the frigid yet captivating beauty of winter. The comparison to a nun's devotion underscores the sanctity of this love, emphasizing that even the coldness of chastity can contain a profound sense of affection and reverence.
In practice
In a wedding speech to emphasize the purity of their love.
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.
We had fed the heart on fantasies, The heart's grown brutal from the fare, More substance in our enmities Than in our love
Anytime you try to be a loving person, you're doing your part to save the world.
Love was just a word to me. Until you came along and gave it meaning.
The value and quality of any love is determined solely by the lover himself.
Real love is demanding. I would fail in my mission if I did not clearly tell you so. For it was Jesus - our Jesus himself - who said: 'You are my friends if you do what I command you'. Love demands effort and a personal commitment to the will of God. It means discipline and sacrifice, but it also means joy and human fulfilment.
I love the silent hour of night, for blissful dreams may then arise, revealing to my charmed sight what may not bless my waking eyes.
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