In cleaning out the family room recently, I came across a dusty envelope bulging with clippings from newspapers and magazines I have accumulated over the years. I sat for a while rereading them, and then thought that perhaps others might enjoy them as well. This blog is a compendium of the writings of others.
Showing posts with label On the Nature of Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label On the Nature of Love. Show all posts
How passionately we love everything that cannot last: the dazzling crystallory of winter, the spring in bloom, the fragile flight of butterflies, crimson sunsets, a kiss, and life.