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 Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is hell.
–C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves (London: Geoffrey Bles, 1960), pp. 138-139
Rodin’s iconic sculptures ‘The Kiss’ and ‘The Thinker’ are now regarded as masterpieces in their own right, but they both started out as small parts of a monumental composition – ‘The Gates of Hell’. #RodinExhibition https://t.co/8vUq3NcQRT pic.twitter.com/7N2GZOpI4B
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