“There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable.
Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be
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 Heaven where you can be perfectly
safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.”
C. S. Lewis, The Four Loves (New York, 1960), page 169.
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