I love the old way best, the simple way of poison, where we too are strong as men.
EuripidesRead
Stronger than lover's love is lover's hate. Incurable, in each, the wounds they make.
Interpretation
The intensity of love can be matched or even surpassed by the depth of hate in romantic relationships.
This quote by Euripides explores the duality of love and hate in romantic relationships, suggesting that the emotions intertwined in such bonds can be both profoundly powerful and deeply painful. The idea emphasizes how lovers can inflict wounds on each other that are intense and lasting, showcasing the complexity of human emotions where love and hate coexist and where the pain from such interactions can become inescapable.
In practice
During a psychological workshop discussing the complexities of love and relationships.
I love the old way best, the simple way of poison, where we too are strong as men.
Mankind . . . possesses two supreme blessings. First of these is the goddess Demeter, or Earth whichever name you choose to call her by. It was she who gave to man his nourishment of grain. But after her there came the son of Semele, who matched her present by inventing liquid wine as his gift to man. For filled with that good gift, suffering mankind forgets its grief; from it comes sleep; with it oblivion of the troubles of the day. There is no other medicine for misery.
Money is far more persuasive than logical arguments.
Those whom God wishes to destroy, he first makes mad.
Who then will dare to say I'm weak or timid? No, they'll say I'm loyal as a friend, ruthless as a foe, so much like a hero destined for glory.
Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.
I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep... Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.
If I fear to hold another to the highest goal because it is so much easier to avoid doing so, then I know nothing of Calvary love.
From in the shadow she calls. And in the shadow she finds a way, finds a way. And in the shadow she crawls, clutching her faded photograph. My image under her thumb. Yes with a message for my heart. She’s been everybody else’s girl maybe one day she’ll be her own.
and it was always without pretensions of loving or being loved although always in the hope of finding something that resembled love but without the problems of love.
Even stones have a love, a love that seeks the ground.
True love is visible not to the eyes but to the heart, for eyes may be deceived.
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