Married couples who quarrel bitterly every day may really need each other as deeply as those who appear to be desperately in love.
Edward AbbeyRead
Why must love always be accompanied--sooner or later--by sorrow and pain? Why not? Because pure bliss is for pure idiots.
Interpretation
Love often brings both joy and sorrow as part of its nature.
Edward Abbey's quote reflects on the duality of love, suggesting that while love can bring immense happiness, it also inevitably leads to sorrow and pain. This contrast highlights that experiencing love in its truest form requires acknowledging its complexities and the potential for heartache, emphasizing that an unexamined or overly simplistic view of love can be foolish.
In practice
This quote could be used in a discussion about the complexities of romantic relationships.
Married couples who quarrel bitterly every day may really need each other as deeply as those who appear to be desperately in love.
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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.
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