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.
C. S. LewisRead
Why love if losing hurts so much? We love to know that we are not alone.
Interpretation
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.
In practice
In a wedding speech to emphasize the importance of love despite its risks.
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.
I enjoyed my breakfast this morning, and I think that was a good thing and do not think it was condemned by God. But I do not think myself a good man for enjoying it.
Aim at heaven and you will get earth thrown in. Aim at earth and you get neither.
Forgiving and being forgiven are two names for the same thing. The important thing is that a discord has been resolved.
I pray because I can't help myself. I pray because I'm helpless. It doesn't change God - it changes me.
The instrument through which you see God is your whole self. And if a man's self is not kept clean and bright, his glimpse of God will be blurred
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be_x000D_ _x000D_ And so I put this on my life_x000D_ _x000D_ Nobody or nothing will ever come between us_x000D_ _x000D_ And I promise I'll give my life
The beginning of love is the will to let those we love be perfectly _x000D_ themselves.
Love properly understood is Godβthe font of all creation and the ultimate goal of all desires; God properly understood is love.
I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps out Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
Did you ever, in that wonderland wilderness of adolesence [sic] ever, quite unexpectedly, see something, a dusk sky, a wild bird, a landscape, so exquisite terror touched you at the bone? And you are afraid, terribly afraid the smallest movement, a leaf, say, turning in the wind, will shatter all? That is, I think, the way love is, or should be: one lives in beautiful terror.
Is it still cool to go to the mall?' she asked. 'I take quite a lot of pride in not knowing what's cool,' I answered.
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