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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Titus Andronicus, my lord the Emperor_x000D_ _x000D_ Sends thee this word, that, if thou love thy sons,_x000D_ _x000D_ Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old Titus,_x000D_ _x000D_ Or any one of you, chop off your hand_x000D_ _x000D_ And send it to the King: he for the same_x000D_ _x000D_ Will send thee hither both thy sons alive,_x000D_ _x000D_ And that shall be the ransom for their fault.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects the depth of a father's love and the lengths he is willing to go to save his sons.
In this poignant quote from William Shakespeare's 'Titus Andronicus', a father's love is emphasized through an extreme proposition: sacrificing one's hand to save his sons. It underscores the idea that true love often involves making profound sacrifices, showcasing the desperate measures a parent might undertake to protect their children from harm.
Themes
LoveSacrificeFatherSonsProtection
In practice
Example use cases
In a discussion on parental sacrifice, this quote can elevate the conversation about what parents are willing to give up for their children.
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