"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two." -St. Augustine
this quote makes me think. i like thinking sometimes.. but it really depends on what im thinking about lol:)
This is a very profound post. It reason what most cannot word. Love is what is left when passion has burned out. Passion last a moment while love does grow unseen until 2 is just one. But without the fertile grown love will die after passion is but ashes.
ReplyDeleteThank you it did leave a lot to think about.