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Love Isn't A State Of Perfect Caring, It Is An Active Noun Like Struggle.

I Think Everybody Longs To Be Loved And Longs To Know That He Or She Is Lovable And, Consequently, The Greatest Thing That We Can Do Is To Help Somebody Know That They Are Loved And Capable Of Loving.

Anything That’s Human Is Mentionable, And Anything That Is Mentionable Can Be More Manageable. When We Can Talk About Our Feelings, They Become Less Overwhelming, Less Upsetting, And Less Scary. The People We Trust With That Important Talk Can Help Us Know That We Are Not Alone.

The Roots Of A Child's Ability To Cope And Thrive, Regardless Of Circumstance, Lie In That Child's Having Had At Least A Small, Safe Place (an Apartment? A Room? A Lap?) In Which, In The Companionship Of A Loving Person, That Child Could Discover That He Or She Was Lovable And Capable Of Loving In Return. If A Child Finds This During The First Years Of Life, He Or She Can Grow Up To Be A Competent, Healthy Person.

Love Is Like Infinity: You Can't Have More Or Less Infinity, And You Can't Compare Two Things To See If They're "equally Infinite." Infinity Just Is, And That's The Way I Think Love Is, Too.