Dostoevsky defined hell as the inability to love.
An inability to love, is crippling.
A capacity to love is exhilarating.
If you can't love, you aren't interacting with people in a positive way.
When you can't love, you are separated by a chasm of yours and mine.
When you can't love, there is no joy of togetherness or otherness.
When you aren't loving, what are you offering others ~ or giving to yourself?
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