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Tuesday, February 07, 2006

To love

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket — safe, dark, motionless, airless — it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside of Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.

-- C. S. Lewis, The Four Loves


  • This is so true. I'm glad you posted it.
    I think of that old saying, "Love wasn't put in your heart to stay, love isn't love till its given away."

    By Blogger Mountain Mama, at 12:12 AM  

  • And you aren't saving that one for the 14th . . .

    By Blogger Martin LaBar, at 9:47 AM  

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