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).
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There's such divinity doth hedge a king _x000D_ That treason can but peep to what it would.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the protection and sanctity surrounding a king's authority, suggesting that treachery can only approach but never fully succeed.
William Shakespeare's quote emphasizes the idea that a king holds a divine right, and thus, any act of treason is ultimately thwarted by the natural order that protects their sovereignty. It suggests that while betrayal may linger close, it will never fully manifest because of the inherent power and respect afforded to a ruler.
In practice
In a discussion on leadership, one might say, 'As Shakespeare noted, 'There's such divinity doth hedge a king,' to highlight the protective nature of power.
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.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
In my experience, self-hatred is the dominant malaise crippling Christians and stifling their growth in the Holy Spirit.
I was a personality before I became a person - I am simple, complex, generous, selfish, unattractive, beautiful, lazy and driven.
I’m free, I think. I shut my eyes and think hard and deep about how free I am, but I can’t really understand what it means. All I know is I’m totally alone. All alone in an unfamiliar place, like some solitary explorer who’s lost his compass and his map. Is this what it means to be free? I don’t know, and I give up thinking about it.
If life were stable, I'd never need God's help.
Potentially evil. Potentially good, too, I suppose. Just this huge powerful potentiality waiting to be shaped.
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