It ought to make us feel ashamed when we talk like we know what we're talking about when we talk about love.

Raymond Carver
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It ought to make us feel ashamed when we talk like we know what we're talking about when we talk about love. It's amazing how many people feel it is okay to be wrong about their feelings because they think they "know what love is." We all have different ideas of what love is, but that doesn't mean that our ideas are right. We all have the same feelings for our own family members, but that doesn't mean that everyone's feelings are the same. And if our feelings are the same, then why do some say that their feelings for others are different?

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