Vulnerable

I found the following quote today. It moved me. I cannot comment further, but if you could see my face, you might notice tears caught in the corners of my eyes, threatening to fall if I'm not mindful of them.

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“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.”
- C.S. Lewis

Let Me Find Myself in Darkness

An amazing quote that found me today:

"Let me guide myself with the blue,
forked torch of this flower
down the darker and darker stairs,
where blue is darkened on blueness
even where Persephone goes, just now,
from the frosted September
to the sightless realm where darkness is
awake upon the dark ".

-DH Lawrence, Bavarian Gentians (1932)

Isn't it lovely?