tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139897458352171700.post7839132885819359061..comments2024-02-24T01:20:15.942-08:00Comments on Letters: Love #47: Silly Love Songs Peter Quintonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08792870906211463225noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139897458352171700.post-60514911097139572082022-11-22T01:47:02.456-08:002022-11-22T01:47:02.456-08:00Dear Anonymous
An insightful and thoughtful commen...Dear Anonymous<br />An insightful and thoughtful comment, thank you.<br />PeterPeter Quintonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08792870906211463225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139897458352171700.post-85833056984461243902022-11-17T17:19:56.364-08:002022-11-17T17:19:56.364-08:00When something new comes in to your life (a new lo...When something new comes in to your life (a new love, a new song), there is curiosity. You want to learn all there is to know about it, so you take it in from all sides. You listen, watch, absorb and admire. You learn its language, remember every word, every note, every gesture, every look. <br /><br />Now it has become part of who you are. It is now part of your being, it has subtly changed you, added to your personality, enriched you. It cannot be taken away. It is everlasting. <br /><br />This union and fusion should not be confused with boredom or loss of interest. It is the oppositeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com