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Love is universal migraine, A bright stain on the vision Blotting out reason. Symptoms of true love Are leanness, jealousy, Laggard dawns; Are omens and nightmares - Listening for a knock, Waiting for a sign: For a touch of her fingers In a darkened room, For a searching look. Take courage, lover! Could you endure such pain At any hand but hers?
Robert Graves
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What this quote means

This quote expresses the complexities and pains of love, highlighting how it can overshadow reason and bring both joy and anguish.

Robert Graves eloquently captures the tumultuous experience of love, likening it to a migraine that distorts one's perception and obscures rational thought. He suggests that love brings a mix of intense emotions—longing, jealousy, and anxiety—while also emphasizing that such profound feelings are only bearable for the one we truly love, underscoring the unique and often painful nature of romantic attachment.

Themes

LovePainJealousyLongingRomance

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Example use cases

In a romantic movie discussion, one could quote this to explain the struggles depicted in love stories.

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