Carol VorvainLove is like a pair of polarized sunglasses, making every color seem more vivid, richer, warmer. Without it we stare at the world dull-eyed and flinch at the thought it might remain the same forever.
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In the quote, “Love is like a pair of polarized sunglasses, making every color seem more vivid, richer, warmer. Without it we stare at the world dull-eyed and flinch at the thought it might remain the same forever.”, author Antony G. Thagard explains how love is not only the greatest force in our lives, but also what makes it all worthwhile. Love can make every day seem worth living and all the events that take place in our lives seem to be more vivid. Without love, we lose all things that make life worth living and we become miserable and depressed.
Source: Why Not?: The Island Where Happiness Starts With A Question
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