Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
Elizabeth Barrett BrowningRead
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Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the purity of love, encouraging love to be given freely and selflessly.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning's quote speaks to the idea of unconditional love, suggesting that one should love another not for their own sake but for the sake of love itself. This type of love is enduring and transcends time, allowing it to persist even beyond earthly existence.
In practice
In a wedding ceremony, the officiant might quote this to highlight the nature of everlasting love.
Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
She has seen the mystery hid Under Egypt's pyramid: By those eyelids pale and close Now she knows what Rhamses knows.
First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And, ever since, it grew more clean and white.
Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.
Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres.
Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in full Being.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
Love is a magic ray emitted from the burning core of the soul and illuminating the surrounding earth. It enables us to perceive life as a beautiful dream between one awakening and another.
And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.
It is the special quality of love not to be able to remain stationary, to be obliged to increase under pain of diminishing.
It's a cold bowl of chili when love lets you down.
But hurry, let's entwine ourselves as one, our mouth broken, our soul bitten by love, so time discovers us safely destroyed.
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