The desire forcontinuity of being-loved-alone seems to me the error bred in the bone of man. For there is no one-and-only, as a friend of mine once said in a similar discussion, there are just one-and-only moments.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
The desire forcontinuity of being-loved-alone seems to me the error bred in the bone of man. For there is no one-and-only, as a friend of mine once said in a similar discussion, there are just one-and-only moments.