Eric Fromm reminds us that when we're falling in love, we're falling. Slip, splat. Or maybe a clumsy butt landing. Or maybe tumbling down endless stairs. Or maybe just a scraped knee. Or maybe right on our face. Or maybe we grab something and catch ourselves. There are lots of ways to fall in love.
The real test is what happens once we get up.
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