“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even 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. To love is to be vulnerable.”
Perhaps it is because I've just read something very sad in a book, but I was particularly touched by what Aryion wrote. and I needed to post something that means a remarkable much to me, too. i've written about the concept of love and vulnerability for pages and pages in my journal...
ah, the greats: Lewis and Seuss. they recommend genuine love and weirdness to truly be sustainable and individual beings-- that sounds very lovely to me-- how about you, Ar? : )