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 time of life is short; To spend that shortness basely were too long.
Interpretation
Life is fleeting, and wasting it on trivial pursuits is a profound loss.
This quote by William Shakespeare reflects on the brevity of life and emphasizes the importance of spending our limited time wisely. It suggests that engaging in unworthy or trivial activities is not only a waste of time but a significant mismanagement of the precious moments we have.
In practice
In a motivational speech to encourage people to make the most of their lives.
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.
You could sometimes see her twelfth year in her cheeks, or her ninth sparkling from her eyes; and even her fifth would flit over the curves of her mouth now and then.
And when you're young you want to fit in. Hell, I still want to fit in with certain humans, but as you get older you get a little more discriminating.
You get into your late fifties, people start falling like flies all around you. I don't take life for granted any more. I'm really glad to be here.
If I had been born in the circus, my parents would have pushed me on that little high wire at four years old. That's when the body is most limber to learn those acrobatics.
When I die, don't bring me to the hospital. Bring me to Anfield. I was born there and will die there.
there's time for laughing and there's time for cryingβ for hoping for despair for peace for longing βa time for growing and a time for dying: a night for silence and a day for singing but more than all(as all your more than eyes tell me)there is a time for timelessness
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