Friday, September 05, 2008

Paradox of love

This paradox of love, has been on my mind since I made the last post. It seems at times love can come and flourish from nothing, and yet love can be like a delicate rose. A living entity that must have attention and nourishment to grow an survive.
I found a new love, though she has been dead for over 85 years, she reminds me a little of Sarah. I mixed in some of her quotes below, see if you can guess who she is.

I am treating you as my friend, asking you to share my present minuses in the hope I can ask you to share my future pluses. I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing. The more you are motivated by love, the more fearless and free your actions will be. Risk! Risk anything! Care no more for the opinion of others, for those voices. Do the hardest thing on earth for you. Act for yourself. Face the truth

The paradox of love, i.e., The more love you want to experience, the more love you must give away. We all seek love; we all want to be loved. And yet love can only be ours if we give it to others. The more we give, the greater is the return. Trying to control or possess love is like trying to hold onto a sunbeam. It cannot be done

If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools. With mushrooms it is so simple — you salt them well, put them aside and have patience. But with love, you have no sooner lighted on anything that bears even the remotest resemblance to it than you are perfectly certain it is not only a genuine specimen, but perhaps the only genuine mushroom ungathered.
"Love and Mushrooms," journal entry (1917),

There is nothing in this world like the feeling of knowing without a doubt, that somebody loves you!


Jersey Girl said...

Katherine Mansfield. (a women's studies lecture I attended not long ago - that's how I knew)

And please know that out of sight does not mean out of mind at my house. Things have been, well, overwhelming lately, so I've been hiding.

Walt said...

yes! I have been reading her journal, and you my Jersey girl, are just as dear to me, if not more so. I am the one who should apologise for my lack attention. I must admit that my mind has been elsewhere lately. My life never fails to amaze me. Someone likes me so much she quit talking to me on the phone, yet she wishes to see me. Yes I know it seems odd, but women are always telling me that I have a very attractive and seductive voice. I have no doubt that this very special friend, is suffering a great battle between her heart and mind. Once she sees that I am just as charming as my voice, not only will she start talking again, I will never be rid of her. Talk about a man who will be trapped! I am, very much so, and I love it. All that said, I am not as brave as I sound. I would be much more confident if I could meet her for the first time with a troupe of her lady friends. As I glow the brightest, and yet not be so over powering, whenever I'm surrounded by a bevy of beautiful women. I would be delighted if I could include you in the party, but has to be her friends only, I fear some of my friends would eat her alive.