The Enlightenment, the Age of Reason, is seen as the beginning of modern depravity.
Umberto EcoRead
What is love? There is nothing in the world, neither man nor Devil nor any thing, that I hold as suspect as love, for it penetrates the soul more than any other thing. Nothing exists that so fills and binds the heart as love does. Therefore, unless you have those weapons that subdue it, the soul plunges through love into an immense abyss.
Interpretation
Love is a powerful and deep emotion that can profoundly impact the soul.
Umberto Eco's quote reflects on the complexity and intensity of love. He suggests that love interacts deeply with our being, highlighting its dual nature; while it can be beautiful and fulfilling, it also has the potential to lead to overwhelming emotions and vulnerabilities, likening it to a force that can either uplift or plunge one into despair.
In practice
In a romantic speech at a wedding, one might say, 'As Umberto Eco beautifully describes, love can penetrate the soul deeply.'
The Enlightenment, the Age of Reason, is seen as the beginning of modern depravity.
I think that at a certain age, say fifteen or sixteen, poetry is like masturbation. But later in life good poets burn their early poetry, and bad poets publish it. Thankfully I gave up rather quickly.
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You die, but most of what you have accumulated will not be lost; you are leaving a message in a bottle.
"Then we are living in a place abandoned by God," I said, disheartened. "Have you found any places where God would have felt at home?" William asked me, looking down from his great height.
The lunatic is all idée fixe, and whatever he comes across confirms his lunacy. You can tell him by the liberties he takes with common sense, by his flashes of inspiration, and by the fact that sooner or later he brings up the Templars.
She wants to know if I love her, that's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.
Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.
My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within, but then he rose, brilliant as the moon in full and sank in the burrows of my keep, and all my armor, falling down, in a pile at my feet.
Children know by instinct that hell is an absence of love, and they can pick out theirs without missing.
Venus, when her son was lost,_x000D_ _x000D_ Cried him up and down the coast,_x000D_ _x000D_ In hamlets, palaces, and parks,_x000D_ _x000D_ And told the truant by his marks,-_x000D_ _x000D_ Golden curls, and quiver, and bow.
It is my wish that my ashes may repose on the banks of the Seine, in the midst of the French people, whom I have loved so well.
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