A legion of Five

This summer has been so incredibly hard but beautiful at the same time. Life can be so horrible sometimes, to the point where you think that the world will implode upon itself...and for a while it seems that way. But someway or another we pull out of ourselves and we become something different, something a little more refined and beautiful. it is love that shapes us this new way. here is my favorite passage By C.S. lewis.

To Love is to Be Vulnerable

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to 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. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside of Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from the perturbations of love is Hell.

(C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves, 169)