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
the time of life is short; To spend that shortness basely were too long.
Interpretation
Life is fleeting, and wasting it on trivial pursuits is a profound loss.
This quote by William Shakespeare reflects on the brevity of life and emphasizes the importance of spending our limited time wisely. It suggests that engaging in unworthy or trivial activities is not only a waste of time but a significant mismanagement of the precious moments we have.
In practice
In a motivational speech to encourage people to make the most of their lives.
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.
there's time for laughing and there's time for cryingβ for hoping for despair for peace for longing βa time for growing and a time for dying: a night for silence and a day for singing but more than all(as all your more than eyes tell me)there is a time for timelessness
Sweep away the clutter of things that complicate our lives.
I would like to believe when I die that I have given myself away like a tree that sows seed every spring and never counts the loss, because it is not loss, it is adding to future life. It is the tree's way of being. Strongly rooted perhaps, but spilling out its treasure on the wind.
Life is dear to every living thing; the worm that crawls upon the ground will struggle for it.
We spend our life until weβre twenty deciding what parts of ourself to put into the bag, and we spend the rest of our lives trying to get them out again.
Life is not logic, life is not philosophy. Life is a dance, a song, a celebration! It is more like love and less like logic.
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