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Love is reverence

Ayn Rand says of Love, "That love is reverence, and worship, and glory, and the upward glance. Not a bandage for dirty sores. But they don't know it. Those who speak of love most promiscuously are the ones who've never felt it. They make some sort of feeble stew out of sympathy, compassion, contempt and general indifference, and they call it love. Once you've felt what it means to love as you and I know it-the total passion for the total height- you're incapable of anything else."
I read these lines when I was going thru the comments for my editorials. It was quoted by myself. But I just wanted to remember it again.

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  1. Vishwas KrishnaNovember 24, 2010 at 1:57 PM

    "Not a bandage for dirty sores" Wow.
    I don't think it is ever possible for me to come out of her influence. Not that I want to. Some cannot get out and some cannot get in.

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  2. Snippet ThoughtsNovember 24, 2010 at 2:20 PM

    Yes. Nicely said. Even with love, some cannot get out and some cannot get in.

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  3. Vishwas KrishnaNovember 24, 2010 at 2:36 PM

    "Even with love, some cannot get out and some cannot get in. "
    Ha ha, yes, completely agree. She did not believe in half measures.
    "There are two sides to every issue: one side is right and the other is wrong, but the middle is always evil"

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