" We don't necessarily think about the consequences of our love. If we are experiencing an unhealthy form of love, harming ourselves and possibly others around us, we may still crave that love while actively ignoring the consequences. We don't think about how to love as much as we think about how to feel about being in love. It's an interesting conundrum." (Rebecca McCarthy)

Reminded me of a book I read last summer, "The Thorn birds" by Colleen McCullough, A love story adapting a theme as the metaphor, a silent bird who never sings until the moment of its death. The thorn bird leaves its nest in fierce pursuit of the thorn tree; it does not rest until it has fulfilled its final quest. When it reaches the thorn tree, it impales itself on the thorn, even though it knows it will die. It cannot resist the instinct...Then sings a song, even more beautiful than the nightingale.