Each of us, by some signs only understandable to him, can say that love has come
Carl Gustav Jung writes about this in his autobiographical book “Memories, Dreams, Reflections”: “I have repeatedly come across the mystery of love and never could explain what it is. It contains the greatest and the smallest, the most distant and the nearest https://rufreechats.com/porn-chat-in-real-time.html, the highest and the deepest, and we cannot talk about one of the sides, keeping silent about the opposite. A person can come up with any names for love, but this will only be endless self-deception. If he has even a drop of wisdom, he will give up fruitless attempts. ”