Life is a journey that must be traveled no matter how bad the roads and accommodations.
Oliver GoldsmithRead
It seemed to me pretty plain, that they had more of love than matrimony in them.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the idea that the essence of love often surpasses the formal institution of marriage.
Oliver Goldsmith reflects on the nature of love versus matrimony, suggesting that genuine affection and emotional connection are more significant than the legal or societal bindings of marriage. He implies that true love flourishes independently of the formalities often associated with marital commitments, highlighting that the depth of feeling is what truly matters.
In practice
In a wedding speech, you might say, 'As Oliver Goldsmith noted, there's often more love in a partnership than in the label of marriage.'
Life is a journey that must be traveled no matter how bad the roads and accommodations.
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Through [my friends] I discovered what it was to love people. There was an art to it...which was not really all that different from the love that is necessary in the making of art. It required the effort of always seeing them for themselves and not as I wished them to be.
The life so brief, the art so long in the learning, the attempt so hard, the conquest so sharp, the fearful joy that ever slips away so quickly - by all this I mean love, which so sorely astounds my feeling with its wondrous operation, that when I think upon it I scarce know whether I wake or sleep.
The ones I loved fly as birds in the open sky above me. Soaring, weaving, calling to me to join them. I want so badly to follow them, but the seawater saturates my wings, making it impossible to lift them. The ones I hated have taken to the water, horrible scaled things that tear my salty flesh with needle teeth. Biting again and again. Dragging me beneath the surface.
The love of God is not created- it is His nature.
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