I saw within Its depth how It conceives_x000D_ _x000D_ All things in a single volume bound by Love_x000D_ _x000D_ of which the universe is the scattered leaves.
Dante AlighieriRead
Love, that exempts no one beloved from loving, seized me with pleasure of this man so strongly, that, as thou seest, it doth not yet desert me.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The power of love draws one into deep affection for another, which can be an overwhelming experience.
In this quote, Dante Alighieri expresses the idea that love is a compelling force that affects everyone who is capable of loving. He conveys a sense of being profoundly captivated by another person, indicating that this feeling is not only powerful but persistent, suggesting that true love often lingers and does not simply fade away.
Themes
LoveAffectionPassionDesireEmotions
In practice
Example use cases
In a romantic speech at a wedding, one could reference this quote to emphasize the lasting power of love.
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