There's life for you. Spend the best years of your life studying penmanship and rhetoric and syntax and Beowulf and George Eliot, and then somebody steals your pencil.
By the time you swear you're his, Shivering and sighing. And he vows his passion is, Infinite, undying. Lady make note of this -- One of you is lying.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote highlights the fleeting nature of romantic declarations, suggesting that one partner may not be as committed as they claim.
Dorothy Parker's quote reflects on the complexities and potential insincerities of romantic relationships. It captures the moment when one partner fervently declares their loyalty and love, only to hint that such declarations might not be entirely truthful. The line suggests a sense of skepticism about the authenticity of such passionate vows, inviting listeners to consider the possibility of deception in love.
Themes
In practice
Example use cases
During a discussion about modern dating, this quote can serve as a cautionary reminder about sincerity in relationships.
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