Ioffetx

That love is accompanied by caring is most evident in the love of a mother for her child. No assurances of love will seem sincere to us if we notice a lack of care, if the mother neglects feeding, bathing the child, his well-being; on the contrary, we will be impressed by her love if we see how the mother cares for the baby. Likewise, even with love for animals or plants. If a woman says that she loves flowers, but we see that she forgets to water them, we will not believe in her "love" for flowers. Love is an active concern for the life and well-being of the one we love. Where this active concern is absent, there is no love.

"We read fantasy to bring back the lost colors, to feel the taste of spices and to hear the song of the sirens. There is something ancient and true in fantasy, which touches deep strings in our souls. Fantasy refers to a child hidden deep within us who dreams that he will hunt in the woods nights, feast at the foot of the mountains, and find a love that will last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La. "