Love…
…that fills the heart leaves no room for question. Uncertainty is a construct of the mind. True love doesn’t leave space for doubt. A filled heart laughs in ridicule when questioned.
From a letter by Victor Hugo in 1821 to Adele Foucher
When two souls,
which have sought each other for,
however long in the throng,
have finally found each other…
a union, fiery and pure
as they themselves are…
begins on earth
and continues forever in heaven.
This union is love, true love…
a religion, which deifies the loved one,
whose life comes
from devotion and passion,
and for which the greatest sacrifices
are the sweetest delights.
This is the love
which you inspire in me…
