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
The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness, And in the taste confounds the appetite: Therefore love moderately— long love doth so.
Interpretation
Excessive indulgence in love can lead to problems; moderation is key for lasting affection.
In this quote, Shakespeare suggests that while love can be delightful, overindulgence can make it lose its appeal, just like honey that is too sweet can become unappetizing. He advocates for a measured approach to love, implying that enduring love requires balance and moderation to maintain its sweetness.
In practice
A speaker at a wedding might quote this to emphasize the importance of a balanced approach to love in a marriage.
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.
Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly.
Keep your heart open for as long as you can, as wide as you can, for others and especially for yourself.
You were the vampire in my dream. My perfect one.
Perhaps this is how girls fall -- not in some crime of enchantment at the hands of a wicked ne'er-do-well, a grand before and after in which they are innocent victims who have no say in the matter. Perhaps they simply are kissed and want to kiss back. Perhaps they even kiss first. And why should they not?
In the hope to meet_x000D_ _x000D_ Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
Goddess-nurse of the young, give ear to my prayer, and grant that this woman may reject the love-embraces of youth and dote on grey-haired old men whose powers are dulled, but whose hearts still desire.
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