To love very much is to love inadequately; we love-that is all. Love cannot be modified without being nullified. Love is a short word but it contains everything. Love means the body, the soul, the life, the entire being. We feel love as we feel the warmth of our blood, we breathe love as we breathe the air, we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us. Love is not a word; it is a wordless state indicated by four letters.
Interpretation
True love is an immense feeling that cannot be defined or altered; it encompasses all aspects of our existence.
In this quote, Guy De Maupassant expresses that love is a profound, indescribable force that permeates every part of our being. He suggests that love is not simply an emotion or a word, but rather a fundamental state of existence that embodies our physical, spiritual, and emotional dimensions. To love deeply means accepting the inadequacies inherent in love, as its essence cannot be fully articulated or confined to definitions, yet it remains the most significant element of life.
In practice
In a wedding speech to highlight the essence of love in a marriage.
Night was a very different matter. It was dense, thicker than the very walls, and it was empty, so black, so immense that within it you could brush against appalling things and feel roaming and prowling around a strange, mysterious horror.
breathing, sleeping, drinking, eating, working, dreaming, everything we do is dying. to live, in fact, is to die.
Whatever one wishes to say, there is one noun only by which to express it, one verb only to give it life, one adjective only which will describe it. One must search until one has discovered them, this noun, this verb, this adjective, and never rest content with approximations, never resort to trickery, however happy, or to vulgarism, in order to dodge the difficulty.
There is only one good thing in life, and that is love.
There is only one good thing in life, and that is love. And how you misunderstand it! how you spoil it! You treat it as something solemn like a sacrament, or something to be bought, like a dress.
We live always under the weight of the old and odious customs... of our barbarous ancestors.
Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
I shall have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love, love, love, above all. Love as there has never been in a play. Unbiddable, ungovernable, like a riot in the heart and nothing to be done, come ruin or rapture.
I made you, dear, and all I make is perfect. Please come close, for I desire you.
He gave her a quick, casual kiss on the cheek first. Then came the hug, and it was the hug that always made Laurel’s heart mush. Serious grip, cheek to the hair, eyes closed, just a little sway. Del’s hugs mattered, she thought, and made him impossible to resist.
Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love
The loss of love is the loss of all rights, even though one had them all.
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