Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
John DonneRead
Twice or thrice had I loved thee before I knew thy face or name, so in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, angels affect us oft, and worshiped be.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote expresses a deep, almost preordained love that transcends physical recognition.
In this quote from John Donne, the speaker conveys the idea that love can exist beyond physical appearances and names, suggesting a profound connection that predates earthly identification. It reflects the notion that love can be instilled in the soul through spiritual or emotional recognition, hinting at the transformative and ethereal qualities of true affection.
Themes
LovePreordainedConnectionSpiritualEmotional
In practice
Example use cases
In a wedding speech, one might quote this to highlight the transcendent nature of love.
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