Love seeks no cause beyond itself and no fruit; it is its own fruit, its own enjoyment. I love because I love; I love in order that I may love.
Saint Bernard
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Love seeks no cause beyond itself and no fruit; it is its own fruit, its own enjoyment. I love because I love; I love in order that I may love.
Saint Bernard
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11 Comments CherryPie on Apr 5th 2015
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WOW. A whole sermon could be built on that quote, Cherry. Seriously.
Many saints and mystics have spoken about ‘love’. Jesus spoke about love. Love is THE key
I had to think about this one.
Love is something that cannot be forced… you either love or you don’t, I am free in who I love or what I love, at least that is my guess….
Perhaps St Bernard saying that we should try to see the best (the portion that is good) in everyone and everything. If we are able to do this we can love for loves sake and love will be returned…
I think my thought is even more complicated to understand than St Bernards’.
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You may not be surprised that the mention of “fruit” in that quote just made me think that fruit can go rotten very fast, and can look gorgeously tempting but end up leaving a very bitter taste? I’ve just seen so much wildly proclaimed “love” that then turns so sour (not directed at me personally, I should add). I also don’t know what the heck it has really got to do with the heart – a rather basic and boring organ… love is all about the mind.
Love has nothing to do with romance. And ‘true love’ is unconditional.
Love is all about the mind and spirit.
Problems with definitions, as usual. Love, God, etc.. big ideas but meaning different things to different people.
Can romantic “love” be love as you define it, but then die? Can any love die? Or would you say it was not, therefore, true love?
It bugs me how so many big words are used so differently, with each person clinging to their own definitions (that’s not a reference to you, just a general comment, and it’s why I hum and haw about so many quotes, because they all depend on how the words within them are interpreted, and they are often interpreted very differently).
Anyway, I am off to spend some time in the land of Argyll. I love Argyll
Oh and “spirit”… Heck. Now there’s a word that few can define or agree on its definition (save perhaps the 40% spirit distilled in places like Argyll, of course).
The meaning of ‘Love’ is easily confused and confusing
I think Argyll will lift your spirits in more ways than one. Enjoy
Can’t improve on that one!