How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be?
Vincent Van GoghRead
Love is eternal, the aspect may change, but not the essence.
Interpretation
Love remains constant in its core essence, even as its expressions may evolve over time.
This quote by Vincent Van Gogh expresses the idea that while the way we experience or show love can change throughout our lives, the fundamental nature of love itself is enduring and timeless. It suggests that no matter what circumstances or relationships may develop, the core of love remains the same.
In practice
During a wedding ceremony, when discussing the nature of love and commitment.
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be?
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