“If human love does nog carry an man beyond himself, it is not love.”
- Oswald Chambers-

If love is always discreet, always wise, always senisble and calculating, never carried beyond itself, it is nog love at all. It may be affection, it may be warmth of feeling, but it has not the true nature of love in it.

When was the last time I was carried away by true love?
There was not any other motive beyond the fact that I loved?
Not expecting anything in return?