One can acquire everything in solitude except character.
StendhalRead
The pleasures of love are always in proportion to our fears.
Interpretation
The joy we derive from love is directly linked to the anxieties we have about it.
Stendhal's quote suggests that our experiences of love are deeply intertwined with our fears and insecurities. The more we are afraid to lose someone or afraid of being vulnerable, the more intensely we might feel the pleasures and joys of love, indicating that love can be a source of both bliss and trepidation.
In practice
During a wedding toast, one might say this quote to highlight the depth of love's experience.
One can acquire everything in solitude except character.
True love makes the thought of death frequent, easy, without terrors; it merely becomes the standard of comparison, the price one would pay for many things.
In love, unlike most other passions, the recollection of what you have had and lost is always better than what you can hope for in the future.
A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.
If you don't love me, it does not matter, anyway I can love for both of us.
Pleasure is often spoiled by describing it.
... and through it all and afterwards they would be together, making their own world where nothing mattered but the things they could give to one another, the loveliness, the silence, and the peace.
Love is the ability and willingness to allow those that you care for to be what they choose for themselves without any insistence that they satisfy you.
Without your wounds where would your power be? It is your melancholy that makes your low voice tremble into the hearts of men and women. The very angels themselves cannot persuade the wretched and blundering children on earth as can one human being broken on the wheels of living. In Loveβs service, only wounded soldiers can serve. Physician, draw back.
There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.
She dreams a lot. She dreams of Ondines and falling maidens and houses burning in the night. But search her dreams all you like and you'll never find Prince Charming. No knight on a white horse gallops into her dreams to carry her away. When she dreams of love, she dreams of smashed potatoes.
A broken heart in real life isn't half as dreadful as it is in books. It's a good deal like a bad tooth, though you won't think THAT a very romantic simile. It takes spells of aching and gives you a sleepless night now and then, but between times it lets you enjoy life and dreams and echoes and peanut candy as if there were nothing the matter with it.
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