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
Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
Interpretation
This quote expresses Juliet's longing for Romeo and her frustration at his identity as a Montague.
In this famous line from Shakespeare's 'Romeo and Juliet', Juliet laments the existence of societal barriers that separate her from Romeo, her love. She is questioning why he must be a Montague, a family embroiled in a bitter feud with her own family, the Capulets. This moment encapsulates the struggle between love and social constraints, highlighting the tragic nature of their relationship.
In practice
A romantic film might feature this quote to illustrate the main characters' struggles against societal norms.
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.
From suffering I have learned this: that whoever is sore wounded by love will never be made whole unless she embraces the very same love which wounded her.
My brother gave me some good advice. He said, "What do you want to do? Do that because there are no rules when it comes to love. There are absolutely no rules. Do what you want to do." I think that was the most liberating piece of advice, because love really is unpredictable. There's trap doors, all kinds of scary stuff, caves and bears... You never know what's going to happen so you just have to do what you feel is right in the end.
The life so brief, the art so long in the learning, the attempt so hard, the conquest so sharp, the fearful joy that ever slips away so quickly - by all this I mean love, which so sorely astounds my feeling with its wondrous operation, that when I think upon it I scarce know whether I wake or sleep.
My love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity, ~ Hazel Lancaster.
Ah, when to the heart of man Was it ever less than a treason To go with the drift of things, To yield with a grace to reason, And bow and accept the end Of a love or a season?
As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.
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