O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowRead
Love keeps the cold out better than a cloak.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Love provides warmth and comfort in difficult times, more effectively than material possessions.
This quote suggests that the emotional warmth and support provided by love is far superior to any physical protection or comfort that material goods, such as a cloak, can offer. It highlights the importance of love as a source of strength and resilience against life's challenges.
Themes
LoveWarmthComfortSupportEmotion
In practice
Example use cases
In a wedding ceremony, to express the significance of love's warmth in a relationship.
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