Heart Stuff.

I stole this from my roommates blog. So it's a quote from another author quoting another author. So unoriginal. But I liked it. And wanted to keep it. So I will post it.

"To love at all is to be vulnerable... if you want to make sure of keeping [your heart] intact,
you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries, avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket of your selfishness. But in the casket-- safe, dark, motionless,airless-- it will change. It will not be broken-- it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable....The only place outside of Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from the danger of love is Hell." C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

And while I'm thinking about it, matters of the heart always bring to mind this quote by Anne Lamott...

"The heart is a delicate and clunky thing."

Amen Anne and Clive. Amen.