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
Thou tyrant, tyrant Jealousy, Thou tyrant of the mind!
Interpretation
Jealousy is a powerful and destructive emotion that affects one's thoughts and actions.
In this quote, John Dryden personifies jealousy as a tyrant that overrules the mind, suggesting that jealousy can dominate one's thoughts and lead to irrational behavior. It highlights the negative impact of jealousy on relationships and the inner turmoil it creates for individuals who experience this intense emotion.
In practice
In a discussion about controlling negative emotions, this quote can illustrate the detrimental effects of jealousy.
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.
Of no distemper, of no blast he died, _x000D_ But fell like autumn fruit that mellow'd long: _x000D_ Even wonder'd at, because he dropp'd no sooner. _x000D_ Fate seem'd to wind him up for fourscore years; _x000D_ Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more; _x000D_ Till like a clock worn out with eating time, _x000D_ The wheels of weary life at last stood still.
Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?
Shame on the body for breaking down while the spirit perseveres.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
And write whatever Time shall bring to pass_x000D_ _x000D_ With pens of adamant on plates of brass.
I couldn't hear a thing in the world but you. And it was so cold then, and so silent, and I loved you so much. Now it's hot and dead quiet again, and I love you still.
If I gaze at my beloved she may feel embarrassed and if I do not, she will feel neglected. I can see the stars reflecting in the calm water of her face but if I look away I lose my clarity.
Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.
I like a man who's good, but not too good - for the good die young, and I hate a dead one.
With that strange knowing that comes over me, like a clairvoyance, I know that I am sure of myself and my enormous and alarmingly timeless love for you; which will always be.
Love will fly if held too lightly Love will die if held too tightly . . .
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