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
You're in love? Out Out of love? I love someone. She doesn't love me.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the complex emotions of unrequited love.
In this quote, Shakespeare encapsulates the pain and conflict of love, highlighting the feelings of being in love juxtaposed with the reality of unreciprocated affection. It speaks to the bittersweet nature of love, where one's deep feelings are not returned, leading to a sense of isolation and longing.
In practice
This quote could be used in a romantic film to express the character's struggle with 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.
Do you love me because I'm beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me?
No more words. We know them all, all the words that should not be said. But you have made my world more perfect.
Bodies count, of course - they count more than we're willing to admit - but we don't fall in love with bodies, we fall in love with each other. We all know that, but the moment we go beyond a catalogue of surface qualities and appearances, words begin to fail us, to crumble apart in mystical confusions and cloudy, unsubstantial metaphors.
Come not, when I am dead, To drop thy foolish tears upon my grave, To trample round my fallen head, And vex the unhappy dust thou wouldst not save. There let the wind sweep and the plover cry; But thou, go by. Child, if it were thine error or thy crime I care no longer, being all unblest; Wed whom thou wilt, but I am sick of Time, And I desire to rest. Pass on, weak heart, and leave me where I lie: Go by, go by.
I cannot say for certain if there is such a thing as love at first sight, but I do know that the moment I first glimpsed Winnie Nomzamo, I knew that I wanted to have her as my wife.
A woman of seven and twenty, said Marianne, after pausing a moment, can never hope to feel or inspire affection again.
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