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
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come.
Interpretation
Love remains unaffected by the passage of time, despite physical changes.
In this quote, Shakespeare conveys the idea that true love transcends the limitations imposed by time. While physical beauty may fade and life is fleeting, genuine love endures and does not succumb to the inevitable changes that time brings, suggesting that the emotional and spiritual connections we share are eternal, regardless of our physical appearances.
In practice
This quote is perfect for a wedding speech to emphasize the enduring nature of love.
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.
How can I be kind? How can I find bird-relief in the nest-building of day-to-day? Necessity supplies no velvet wing with which to escape. I am indeed and mortally pierced with the seeds of love.
When we first meet what we love, we could become poets for our longing. When we are removed from what we love, we become singers of grief and weavers of elegant description.
What am I singing?_x000D_ _x000D_ A song of seeds_x000D_ _x000D_ The food of love._x000D_ _x000D_ Eat the music.
You who seek an end of love, love yields to business: be busy, and you will be safe.
No young lady can be justified in falling in love before the gentleman's love is declared, it must be very improper that a young lady should dream of a gentleman before the gentleman is first known to have dreamt of her.
You're mine," she whispered. "Mine, as I'm yours. And if we die, we die. All men must die, Jon Snow. But first, we'll live.
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