after reading kierkegaard on neighbourly love it is no longer obvious to me that it is necessarily a bad thing that the poets are dead. if only all the dead poets were replaced by neighbours!
would that i did not have senses to see the distinctions between people, so much the easier for me to love each one equally, in the equality of potential glory.
what of feelings, then?
you will forgive me if i love imperfectly.


Un pensiero su “Sigh

  1. leave perfection to the gods

    and as for feelings, i guess they are gifts of God’s grace: “He will give us feelings of love if He pleases. We cannot create them for ourselves, and we must not demand them as a right.” (Lewis, Mere Christianity)

    and if He gives, shall we not take?


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