Anonymous asked: It is one of the most beautiful paradoxes in a world of paradox: that love should be greater than truth, though truth shall come to encompass love.
Can truth ever encompass love- for the breadth of love is beyond only the things that are true, love lies in the falsehoods, in the fictions, in the mythologies of our lives. Love is an ever-arching thing. To love there are no laws or boundaries. I do not think truth can hold such a thing as love.
