To love at all is to be vulnerable.
Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken.
If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even 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.
To love is to be vulnerable.
C. S. Lewis
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