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 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
Ignorance Revealed (Bronk)
Our world is not as we would have it or how
we could even have thought to make it but delights
us often in startling ways that make us think
we don't know anything about ourselves.
William Bronk, "Ignorance Revealed"
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