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True love makes the thought of death frequent, easy, without terrors; it merely becomes the standard of comparison, the price one would pay for many things.
Interpretation
What this quote means
True love enables individuals to face the concept of death without fear, viewing it as a measure of value.
In this quote, Stendhal expresses the profound nature of true love, suggesting that when one experiences deep affection, the idea of death loses its terror. Instead of being a source of fear, death becomes a point of comparison, highlighting the worth of what one might sacrifice for love, making the thought of losing loved ones a part of the overall experience of loving deeply.
Themes
LoveDeathFearSacrificeValue
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be used in a wedding speech to emphasize the strength of love.
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