Tell troth and shame the devil.
Ben JonsonRead
For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much.
Interpretation
The quote reflects the idea of balancing love with caution to avoid potential heartbreak.
This quote by Ben Jonson expresses a sentiment on the nature of love and the vows we make in relationships. It suggests that one should be careful in their commitments, ensuring that their affections are tempered with reason, ultimately cautioning that an intense love may lead to deeper pain if it becomes unreciprocated or too consuming.
In practice
In a wedding speech to emphasize the importance of thoughtful love.
Tell troth and shame the devil.
We are persons of quality, I assure you, and women of fashion, and come to see and to be seen.
All concord's born of contraries.
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light Goddess, excellently bright.
I know no disease of the soul but ignorance, a pernicious evil, the darkener of man's life, the disturber of his reason, and common confounder of truth.
You are not now to think what's best to do, _x000D_ As in beginnings, but what must be done, _x000D_ Being thus enter'd; and slip no advantage _x000D_ That may secure you. Let them call it mischief; _x000D_ When it is past, and prosper'd , 'twill be virtue.
Love is the world's infinite mutability; lies, hatred, murder even, are all knit up in it; it is the inevitable blossoming of its opposites, a magnificent rose smelling faintly of blood.
Believing that you are unworthy of love and belonging or that who you are authentically is a sin or is wrong, is deadly.
You will always go into that tent. You will see her scar and wonder where she got it. You will always be amazed at how one woman can have so much black hair. You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast. You will always run away with her. You will always lose her. You will always be a fool. You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear. You have already done all of this and will do it again.
It may sound funny, but I love the South. I don't choose to live anywhere else. There's land here, where a man can raise cattle, and I'm going to do it some day.
God loves you just the way you are, but he refuses to leave you that way.
And patience flees my heart, And reason flees my mind. Oh, how drunk can I get to be, Without your love's security?
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