To love at all is to be vulnerable. 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 with hobbies and
little luxuries; avoid all entanglements.
Lock it up; save 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, The Four Loves
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