True love
True love is loving the object of love more than the idea of love.
Labels: thought
There would seem to be nothing more obvious, more tangible and palpable than the present moment. And yet it eludes us completely. All the sadness of life lies in that fact. In the course of a single second, our sense of sight, of hearing, of smell, register (knowingly or not) a swarm of events, and a parade of sensations and ideas passes through our heads. Each instant represents a little universe, irrevocably forgotten in the next instant.
—Milan Kundera
—Milan Kundera
Saturday, January 14, 2023
