Imparadis'd in one another's arms.
Interpretation
This quote speaks to the deep intimacy and bliss experienced in a romantic relationship.
In John Milton's quote 'Imparadis'd in one another's arms,' the idea is that true love can create a paradise for those who are deeply connected. The physical and emotional closeness between lovers creates a transcendent experience, elevating them to a state of happiness and fulfillment that feels divine.
In practice
Using this quote in a wedding speech to express the joy of marriage.
They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand, the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms: Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide; They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
The stars, that nature hung in heaven, and filled their lamps with everlasting oil, give due light to the misled and lonely traveller.
Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones.
Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely: and pined his loss
The end of all learning is to know God, and out of that knowledge to love and imitate Him.
Apt words have power to suage the tumors of a troubled mind.
We learned we wanted too much. We could only give from the perspective of who we were and what we had. Apart, we were able to see with even greater clarity that we didnβt want to be without each other.
From suffering I have learned this: that whoever is sore wounded by love will never be made whole unless she embraces the very same love which wounded her.
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
I like to write about love and love lost because I feel like there are so many different subcategories of emotions that you can possibly delve into.
The act of love . . . is a confession. Selfishness screams aloud, vanity shows off, or else true generosity reveals itself.
Can he love her? Can the soul really be satisfied with such polite affections? To love is to burn - to be on fire, like Juliet or Guinevere or Eloise.
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