Contradictions
Sadness contradicts with happiness. So is my life right now. It seems like a contradiction. A contradiction of two very distant worlds. The world of dreams and reality. Today, they clashed!
The outcome I've yet to experience in full but even the faintest of it is troubling. I shall still pursue...as long as the hope is alive. I am sad because of love yet I am happy because there is honesty in this love. Which shall I love more?
The outcome I've yet to experience in full but even the faintest of it is troubling. I shall still pursue...as long as the hope is alive. I am sad because of love yet I am happy because there is honesty in this love. Which shall I love more?
posted by Philip at Tuesday, June 19, 2007
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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. 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 the perturbations of love is Hell.
CS Lewis
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