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
That strain again! It had a dying fall: _x000D_ _x000D_ O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound _x000D_ _x000D_ That breathes upon a bank of violets, _x000D_ _x000D_ Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more: _x000D_ _x000D_ 'Tis not so sweet as it was before.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the fleeting nature of beauty and the bittersweet experience of loss.
In this quote, Shakespeare uses the metaphor of a fading sound to express the transient quality of beauty and joy. The comparison to a sweet sound that was once vibrant but has now diminished highlights how experiences can lose their luster over time, evoking a sense of nostalgia and the inevitability of change in our perceptions and emotions.
In practice
During a speech about the transient nature of life...
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.
The symbol of all art is the Prism. The goal is unrealism. The method is destructive. To break up the white light of objective realism, into the secret glories which it contains.
Look out! Be on your guard, because alone of all the arts, music moves all around you.
The arts are valuable because they increase our sense of what it means to be human, not because of any specific skill or ability they confer.
I paint the way someone bites his fingernails; for me, painting is a bad habit because I don't know nor can I do anything else.
True elegance becomes the more so as it approaches simplicity.
Why shouldn't rap be esoteric, able to take in current events, history and criticism? I guess it's this old idea of containment - that rappers, because they're black, can't and shouldn't aspire to look outside the ghetto for influence.
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