A dogmatic belief in objective value is necessary to the very idea of a rule which is not tyranny or an obedience which is not slavery.
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Why love if losing hurts so much? We love to know that we are not alone.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Love is worth the pain of loss because it provides companionship and connection.
C. S. Lewis reflects on the paradox of love, acknowledging that while the pain of losing someone we care about can be incredibly difficult, the joy and companionship that love brings are fundamental to our human experience. Loving others allows us to feel connected and less isolated, making the risks and potential heartaches worthwhile.
Themes
LoveLossConnectionCompanionshipPain
In practice
Example use cases
In a wedding speech to emphasize the importance of love despite its risks.
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