Saturday, November 15, 2008

Still thinking about Crazy Love's

St Augustine “And what was it that I delighted in, but to love, and be loved? but I kept not the measure of love, of mind to mind, friendship's bright boundary: but out of the muddy concupiscence of the flesh, and the bubblings of youth, mists fumed up which beclouded and overcast my heart, that I could not discern the clear brightness of love from the fog of lustfulness. Both did confusedly boil in me, and hurried my unstayed youth over the precipice of unholy desires, and sunk me in a gulf of flagitiousnesses..” The Confessions of a Saint Augustine. Book 2

I think everyone has crazy loves, things which are right and noble which if loved to much make us crazy and sink us into a "gulf of flagitiousnesses".

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