Saturday, July 24

a fortunate accident

I saw this on one of the wedding blogs I frequent and wanted to share with ya'll:

Captain Corelli’s Mandolin
Louis de Bernieres
Love is a temporary madness,
it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides.
And when it subsides you have to make a decision.
You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together
that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
Because this is what love is.
Love is not breathlessness,
it is not excitement,
it is not the promulgation of eternal passion.
That is just being “in love” which any fool can do.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away,
and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
Those that truly love, have roots that grow towards each other underground,
and when all the pretty blossom have fallen from their branches,
they find that they are one tree and not two.


Hilary Lane said...

Yeah, that one definitely made me cry! And the timing was impeccable. Thanks, I needed that.

PinkLouLou said...

I love this. Thank for sharing. It is SO true.

Megan said...

Thank you SO much for posting this! I, also, needed to read this! Thanks

ChatTeaKathy said...

This is absolutely fabulous and just what the doctor ordered. Good luck Monday. We are almost there!


Christina said...

love this. thanks for sharing!