Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.
John DrydenRead
Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses a deep connection between souls, highlighting a silent understanding and subtle emotional interactions.
John Dryden's quote illustrates the profound and almost instinctual connection between souls, suggesting that true closeness transcends words and is felt deeply. Just as spiders can sense vibrations through their webs, people in love can feel each other's presence even from a distance, indicating a unique and tender bond that exists silently yet powerfully between them.
Themes
LoveConnectionSoulsUnderstandingEmotions
In practice
Example use cases
During a wedding ceremony as a reflection on the bond between the couple.
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