Mueller 2011

Love does not give you wings

because man is not meant to fly. If love held such an elevating side effect mans confidence in his flight would surely guide him straight into the sun. Those who feel otherwise have manufactured love. No matter how clever or eloquently devised an invented love cannot survive. So, cease and desist, bumbling Daedali, pack up your charts and plans, your waxen crafts can serve you no higher. Love is not proud. If love were so easily boasted man could climb his walls to shout it freely and not fear an echo of silence. Love is a meek surrender to the unknown beast and the inescapable. Love the labyrinth, Marry the minotaur. The nameless worry and hesitant darkness are part of the journey.