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Love
Love is something that is new, fresh, alive.
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It has no yesterday and no tomorrow.
It is beyond the turmoil of thought.
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It is only the innocent mind which knows what love is,
and the innocent mind can live in the world which is not innocent.
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To find this extraordinary thing which man has sought endlessly
through sacrifice, through worship, through relationship, through sex, through every form of pleasure and pain,
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is only possible when thought comes to understand itself
and comes naturally to an end.
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Then love has no opposite, then love has no conflict.
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Krishnamurti
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