I ask her, “What is your definition of Love?”
She replies, “Acceptance. Allowing another to just be…without judgement.”
And I think to myself, Here I am thinking that perhaps Love couldn’t be defined – only felt and sensed. Or, wondering if perhaps it is the sum total of all virtues.
Instead, with one question, she removes her veil for a split second to say, through the lips of a friend:
I am the way by which all other virtues are made manifest.