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Romeo + Juliet dir. Baz Luhrmann | 1997
Feelings can creep up just like that. I thought I was in control.
IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE (2000) dir. Wong Kar-Wai
—Pablo Neruda, from One Hundred Love Sonnets XVII
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“Love conquers fear and turns every moment into building faith.”
— Y. Alvarado
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in latin we don’t say “love will find a way,” we say “omnia vincit amor” which means “love subjugates everything” and i think that’s beautiful
could you possibly explain about the misreading of "omnia vincit amor"??
Sure! Okay, there would be a lot to say so i’ll try to sum it up: usually the quote is interpreted as “love overcomes everything”, meaning that love can overcome every obstacle and endure anything. Which is somehow part of the original meaning too, but in a completely different way; we immediately would think of this statement as a positive statement…but the original meaning is NOT meant to be positive.
The quote comes from Vergil’s 10th Eclogue, a poem about Gallus’ love sufferings. Gallus speaks and says he wishes he was a different kind of poet, that he would not have to sing of one single neverending love (as elegiac poets like himself do) so his pain would end. But then he sees that it is impossible for him to change his condition, because “omnia vincit amor, et nos cedamus amori”: love conquers all and we shall yield to love. Gallus has to yield because love is such a violent wild force it “vincit”, it subjugates everything; yes, love overcomes every obstacle: no mountain or cold winter or war could ever end it, but that’s because it drags you, it pushes you beyond your limits, it enslaves you. For the ancients this kind of love is a sickness, it’s destructive, it’s a passion that makes you suffer, and never in a good way.
Now, Gallus is an elegist, and it is obvious that he yields to this. He HAS to, or he wouldn’t be an elegist (or he would be Ovid, but that’s another story): elegy is a complete and total dedication to this love-sickness, it is (or at least it claims to be) the kind of totalizing love experience Sappho and Catullus before them had programmatically accepted as their own. Elegists ultimately want to suffer for their love, they want to yield to this painful sickness because…well, they love suffering from love. Basically, they’re all kinda into femdom.
Now, if you use “omnia vincit amor” to celebrate the power of love, you should also consider that originally it means that it wins over anything not because it is enduring, but because it’s a destructive power, and a negative one. If you (not you you, a general you) accept that meaning and you’re still ready to live by its principles, you’re probably an elegist by heart, and honestly…you should reconsider your priorities.
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“The zip slid over the base of your spine and the whole blissful storm of your loving body in the very heart of the shadow burst suddenly. And your dress as it fell on the polished woodblock floor made no more sound than an orange peel falling on a carpet. But beneath our feet its little pearly buttons cracked like pips .Blood orange lovely fruit the tip of your breast traced a new line of fortune in the palm of my hand Blood orange / lovely fruit Night sun.”— Blood Orange Jacques Prévert
“On the very river of blood of earth on the very blood of shattered sun on the very blood of a hundred stabs of sunlight / on the very blood of the fire-beasts’ suicide / on the very blood of ashes the blood of salt the blood of the bloods of love on the very blazing firebird blood herons and falcons / rise and burn.”— Tom-Tom I by Aimé Césaire
“I dreamed of this woman, who was you, “— Anaïs Nin , The Four Chambered Heart