of love

Why love if losing hurts so much? 
We love to know that we are not alone.
C.S. Lewis

The way to love anything 
is to realize that it may be lost.
G.K. Chesterton

Everything comes
 that we may know the sender 
of whom it is a symbol, 
a far-off likeness of something in him. 
And to him it must lead us – 
the self-existent, true original love, the making love.
Ian MacRuadh from The Highlander’s Last Song by George MacDonald