There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly 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.
C.S. Lewis, The Fours Loves
How true this comment is. Unless you dare love , be hurt, fly, and all the emotions in between.
What good is the heart. It will die and never known.
miriam
MY ONE VALENTINE
Poetic words then these
An arrow sent to pierce
Through all this armour
Our fear in our ignorance
Has hammered into place
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