From suffering I have learned this: that whoever is sore wounded by love will never be made whole unless she embraces the very same love which wounded her.
Interpretation
True healing from love's pain requires accepting and embracing love again.
This quote emphasizes that the experience of love can lead to deep wounds, yet it suggests that the path to healing from these emotional scars lies in a willingness to embrace love once more. Rather than shying away from love due to past suffering, one must confront and accept the complexities of love in order to achieve wholeness and emotional recovery.
In practice
During a motivational talk on overcoming heartbreak, this quote can resonate with the audience.
That prayer has great power which a person makes with all his might. It makes a sour heart sweet, a sad heart merry, a poor heart rich, a foolish heart wise, a timid heart brave, a sick heart well, a blind heart full of sight, a cold heart ardent. It draws down the great God into the little heart; it drives the hungry soul up into the fullness of God; it brings together two lovers, God and the soul, in a wondrous place where they speak much of love.
The day of my spiritual awakening was the day I saw and knew I saw all things in God and God in all things.
A fish cannot drown in water,_x000D_ A bird does not fall in air._x000D_ In the fire of creation,_x000D_ God doesn't vanish:_x000D_ The fire brightens._x000D_ Each creature God made_x000D_ must live in its own true nature;_x000D_ How could I resist my nature,_x000D_ That lives for oneness with God?
The soul is made of love and must ever strive to return to love. Therefore, it can never find rest nor happiness in other things. It must lose itself in love. By its very nature it must seek God, who is love.
I think... if it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.
As for life's tragedies, our love will defeat them. Love is the most effective cure. In the crevices of disasters, happiness lies like a diamond in a mind, so let us instill in ourselves the wisdom of love.
All my actions have their rise in my inalienable love of mankind.
Senseless is the breast and cold _x000D_ _x000D_ Which relenting love would fold;_x000D_ _x000D_ Bloodless are the veins and chill _x000D_ _x000D_ Which the pulse of pain did fill; _x000D_ _x000D_ Every little living nerve _x000D_ _x000D_ That from bitter words did swerve _x000D_ _x000D_ Round the tortur'd lips and brow, _x000D_ _x000D_ Are like sapless leaflets now _x000D_ _x000D_ Frozen upon December's bough.
I am dying into your mystery, and dying, I am now no other than that mystery. I open to your majesty as an orchard welcomes rain, and twenty times that.
She had heard Papa sing so many songs about the heart; the heart that was breaking - was aching - was dancing -was heavy laden - that leaped for joy - that was heavy in sorrow - that turned over - that stood still. She really believed the heart actually did those things.
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