As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
William ShakespeareRead
If I must die, I will encounter darkness as a bride, and hug it in mine arms.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep acceptance of death, portraying it as a welcoming embrace rather than something to fear.
In this quote, Shakespeare uses the metaphor of encountering darkness as a bride to suggest a willing and profound acceptance of death. Rather than fearing the end of life, the speaker chooses to embrace it, implying that death can be seen as a transformative experience, akin to a marriage where two become one, thus reflecting a concept of unity with the inevitable.
In practice
A eulogy reflecting on the beauty of life's end.
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
Random chance was not a sufficient explanation of the Universe---in fact, random chance was not sufficient to explain random chance; the pot could not hold itself.
Like a dog, he hunts in dreams.
The specific patterns, out of which a building or a town is made_x000D_ may be alive or dead. To the extent they are alive, they let our inner_x000D_ forces loose, and, set us free; but when they are dead they keep_x000D_ us locked in inner conflict.
And now, farewell to kindness, humanity and gratitude... I have substituted myself for Providence in rewarding the good; may the God of vengeance now yield me His place to punish the wicked.
With which stars do they go on speaking,the rivers that never reach the sea?
What a powerful thing to know: That one's own desires are mappable onto strangers; that what one finds in oneself will most certainly be found in The Other.
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