Nowhere but in Love


“Nowhere but in love do we live so completely in the all-consuming present; and at no time but when we are in love are we so searingly conscious of our own mortality. For even if love lasts– and both popular songs and personal experience assure us it does not– or metamorphoses into a sweeter and deeper, if less fiery form, sooner or later one lover will die and the other will be left alone. [We must] try not to resolve this dilemma, but to intensify it, because only through that bittersweet realization, through the embrace of Pan whose hairy thighs rub us raw even as they bring us ecstasy, can we learn to be fully alive.” — Starhawk


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