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).
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Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,_x000D_ _x000D_ But bad mortality o'ersways their power,_x000D_ _x000D_ How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,_x000D_ _x000D_ Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the fragility of beauty in the face of inevitable mortality and destructive forces.
In this passage, Shakespeare contemplates the transient nature of beauty and life, suggesting that despite the powerful forces of nature and mortality, beauty struggles to maintain its existence. The metaphor of beauty being as delicate as a flower highlights how vulnerable it is to the ravages of time and death, prompting a reflection on the value and permanence of beauty in a world where everything is subject to decay and destruction.
In practice
In a speech about the importance of cherishing life's beauty, I might cite this quote to emphasize its fleeting nature.
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.
I feel George Wallace symbolizes something in the past which America has rejected.
The enemy of the moment always represented absolute evil, and it followed that any past or future agreement with him was impossible.
The difference between a man who is led by opinion or emotion and one who is led by reason. The former, whether he will or not, performs things of which he is entirely ignorant; the latter is subordinate to no one, and only does those things which he knows to be of primary importance in his life, and which on that account he desires the most; and therefore I call the former a slave, but the latter free.
I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
It is odd that neither the Church nor modern public opinion condemns petting, provided it stops short at a certain point. At what point sin begins is a matter as to which casuists differ. One eminently orthodox Catholic divine laid it down that a confessor may fondle a nun's breasts, provided he does it without evil intent. But I doubt whether modern authorities would agree with him on this point.
You and I are essentially infinite choice-makers. In every moment of our existence, we are in that field of all possibilities where we have access to an infinity of choices.
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