There was after all no mystery in the end of love, no mystery but the mystery of love itself, which was large certainly but as real as grass, as natural and unaccountable as bloom and branch and their growth.
John CrowleyTags: love reality growth mystery bloom grass branch the-end-of-love unaccountability
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