THE MOST WONDERFUL WEAKNESS
Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much perfoms much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well. -Vincent Van Gogh
I really dig this quote from Vincent. I love you, tsong. Gogh, gogh, gogh!
This is for all the people who think that love as a weakness is tragic. It is not tanga, desperada, or pathetic to let go of yourself and succumb to this powerful emotion, to love without limits, breaching all borders, breaking all the rules of pride and logic, stripped of standards or measures.
Loving for the sake of loving. Love as just love.
It is, rather, brave and extraordinary. Only a few can manage to unleash the passion.
Regular people love forconvention, for security, for image, for pride, for necessity, or merely for the sake of having one. If the reasons disappear, love too.
This, is rather, pathetic.
Love never is. If love is a weakness, it is the most wonderful.
And I am proud to be wonderfully weak.
