Pride is founded not on the sense of happiness, but on the sense of power.
William HazlittRead
Within my heart is lurking suspicion, and base fear, and shame and hate; but above all, tyrannous love sits throned, crowned with her graces, silent and in tears.
Interpretation
The quote expresses the complexity of emotions, where love reigns in spite of suffering and negative feelings.
William Hazlitt highlights the struggle within one's heart, presenting a dichotomy of emotions that coexist. Despite feelings of suspicion, fear, shame, and hate, love prevails as a powerful and dominant force, characterized by its beauty and silent sorrow. This suggests that even in the presence of darker emotions, love can be a majestic yet painful experience.
In practice
In a speech about the complexities of relationships, one might quote this to illustrate the duality of love.
Pride is founded not on the sense of happiness, but on the sense of power.
The world loves to be amused by hollow professions, to be deceived by flattering appearances, to live in a state of hallucination; and can forgive everything but the plain, downright, simple, honest truth.
Our repugnance to death increases in proportion to our consciousness of having lived in vain.
We can bear to be deprived of everything but our self-conceit.
There are few things in which we deceive ourselves more than in the esteem we profess to entertain for our firends. It is little better than a piece of quackery. The truth is, we think of them as we please, that is, as they please or displease us.
Prosperity is a great teacher; adversity is a greater. Possession pampers the mind; privation trains and strengthens it.
When we are generous in welcoming people and sharing something with them-some food, a place in our homes, our time-not only do we no longer remain poor: we are enriched.
What am I singing?_x000D_ _x000D_ A song of seeds_x000D_ _x000D_ The food of love._x000D_ _x000D_ Eat the music.
Being a sex symbol is a heavy load to carry, especially when one is tired, hurt and bewildered.
But you make me sing like a guitar humming . . .
When the sun rises in the west and sets in the east," she said sadly. "When the seas go dry and mountains blow in the wind like leaves. When my womb quickens again, and I bear a living child. Then you will return, my sun-and-stars, and not before." -Daenerys Targaryen
What is the point of trying to put down on paper emotions that are too complex, too huge, too overwhelming to be confined by an alphabet? Love isn't the only word that fails. Hate does, too.
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