Love Quote by James Stephens

Stephens stages a small rebellion: feeling gets to be first, thinking has to catch up. In a culture that flatters the “rational” mind as the proper adult in the room, this line insists that the heart isn’t a childish saboteur but an early-warning system - a sensor picking up truths before language can pin them down. The neat, almost folksy cadence (“today...tomorrow”) turns that claim into a promise. Not “might understand,” but will. Time is the solvent that makes emotion legible.

The subtext is especially poetic: the heart “knows” in the way poems know - through intuition, pattern, and metaphor, not through proof. Stephens, writing in an era when modernity’s faith in progress and reason was loud (and increasingly mechanized), offers an alternate timeline of understanding: private, interior, delayed. The head is not dismissed; it’s demoted. It becomes an interpreter rather than a judge.

There’s also an ethical nudge here. If you feel grief, love, dread, or certainty that you can’t yet justify, the line gives you permission not to self-gaslight. It reframes emotional confusion as pre-clarity, not irrationality. That’s why it lands: it protects vulnerability without romanticizing ignorance. The “tomorrow” keeps you accountable - the heart’s knowledge must eventually be met with comprehension, named honestly, and integrated into action.