Shall love be blamed for want of faith?
Interpretation
The quote questions whether love should be criticized for lacking faith or trust.
In this quote, Alfred Lord Tennyson prompts reflection on the interplay between love and faith. He suggests that love may not always be rooted in trust or certainty, asking if it is fair to hold love accountable for this perceived deficiency. This speaks to the complexities of love, which can be inherently vulnerable and uncertain, and challenges the notion that love must be unwavering or entirely secure to be valid or meaningful.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about the complexities of romantic relationships.
Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For though from out our bourne of Time and Place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the bar.
How many a father have I seen, A sober man, among his boys, Whose youth was full of foolish noise.
O Love! what hours were thine and mine, In lands of palm and southern pine; In lands of palm, of orange-blossom, Of olive, aloe, and maize and vine!
Earth is dry to the centre,_x000D_ But spring, a new comer,_x000D_ A spring rich and strange,_x000D_ Shall make the winds blow_x000D_ Round and round,_x000D_ Thro' and thro',_x000D_ Here and there,_x000D_ Till the air_x000D_ And the ground_x000D_ Shall be fill'd with life anew.
O love, O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
But thy strong Hours indignant work’d their wills, And beat me down and marr’d and wasted me, And tho’ they could not end me, left me maim’d To dwell in presence of immortal youth, Immortal age beside immortal youth, And all I was, in ashes. - Tithonus
If you can learn to love yourself and all the flaws, you can love other people so much better. And that makes you so happy.
Married love between man and woman is bigger than oaths guarded by right of nature.
As a teenager I started painting and playing guitar...Music has been my playmate, my lover, and my crying towel...This song ("Until It's Time for You To Go") popped into my head while I was falling in love with someone I knew couldn't stay with me. The words are about honesty and freedom inside the heart.
Ah me! love can not be cured by herbs.
Just like that. Gone forever. They will not grow old together. They will never live on a beach by the sea, their hair turned white, dancing in a living room to Billie Holiday or Nat Cole. They will not enter a New York club at midnight and show the poor hip-hop fools how to dance. They will not chuckle together over the endless folly of the world, its vanities and stupid ambitions. They will not hug each other in any chilly New York dawn. Oh, Mary Lou. My baby. My love.
There is, in lovers, a certain infatuation of egotism; they will have a witness of their happiness, cost that witness what it may.
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