You have to feel, to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. & when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could. 
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