Hannah.
Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source.
Leo Tolstoy
I just had a conversation with my dead Italian grandmother. I feel an intense calling to study in Italy next year now, even more than I had before.
