Wednesday, November 16, 2011

diane ackerman

as a society we are embarrassed by love. we treat it as if it were an obscenity. we reluctantly admit to it. even saying the word makes us stumble and blush... love is the most important thing in our lives, a passion for which we would fight or die, and yet we're reluctant to linger over its names. without a supple vocabulary, we can't even talk or think about it directly.

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