Love has a way of showing you to yourself, whether through satisfaction or humiliation. It hovers over you like a magnifying glass you cannot escape, intensifying the slightest feelings of either delight or shame. No other experience makes so obvious the realities of both heaven and hell.
Marianne WilliamsonWhat I think about you, I will not be able to escape thinking about myself, and what I do to you, I will not be able to escape experiencing myself.
Marianne Williamson