I'd say that the question whether love still exists plays the same role in my novels as the question of God's existence in Dostoevsky.
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Prior to an individual's encounter with the love of God at a particular time in history, however, there has to be another, more fundamental and archetypal encounter, which belongs to the conditions of possibility of the appearance of divine love to man.
In cases where every thing is understood, and measured, and reduced to rule, love is out of the question.
I believe that the question of the existence of God is an impenetrable mystery and beyond human comprehension.
Love becomes logically true when lost but still sought from the same source.
Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.
I used to have a great love for Dostoyevsky and Tolstoy, the big boys of the last century.
God is love, but get it in writing.
Seeing me in love is a constant state: there are no questions, as the answer is simply there.
Whether you accept or reject it, God's Love for you is permanent.
I was in love with the idea of love, so I created elaborate fictions for my relationships - fictions that allowed me to believe that what any given paramour and I shared looked a lot like love.
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