Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
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Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses a deep passion for love and intimacy, emphasizing the desire for affectionate connection.
In this quote, Catullus captures the essence of romantic affection through the playful request for kisses, demonstrating an insatiable yearning for love's embrace. The sequence of numbers highlights the joy and abundance found in intimate moments, portraying love as something meant to be savored and multiplied, reinforcing the importance of closeness and connection between lovers.
Themes
KissesLoveIntimacyPassionAffection
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a wedding speech to illustrate the depth of love.
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