It is paradoxical that many educators and parents still differentiate between a time for learning and a time for play without seeing the vital connection between them.
Love is trusting, accepting, and believing, without guarantee. Love is patient and waits, but it's an active waiting, not a passive one. For it is continually offering itself in a mutual revealing, a mutual sharing. Love is spontaneous and craves expression through joy, through beauty, through truth, even through tears.
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What this quote means
Love is an active trust and acceptance that doesn't require guarantees but thrives on mutual sharing and expression.
This quote from Leo Buscaglia emphasizes that love is not merely a passive emotion or state of being. Instead, it involves actively trusting, accepting, and believing in someone else without needing guarantees. Love is dynamic, requiring patience and involvement as it flourishes through mutual expression and authenticity, even amidst challenges. It highlights the importance of joy, beauty, and truth in love, suggesting that genuine connections involve vulnerability and a willingness to share both happiness and sorrow.
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Example use cases
This quote could be shared at a wedding to illustrate the depth of love.
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