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?I?m going to Amsterdam,? Ella said. ?They have incredibly cute little flats there, overlooking the
canals. I can rent one of those. I?ll need to improve my biking. I don?t know.? I?m not going to make
plans, honey. I?m going to try living one day at a time. I?ll see what my heart says. It is one of the rules,
isn?t it??
?What rules, Mom? What are you talking about??
Ella approached the window and looked at the sky, which was amazing indigo in all directions. It
swirled with an invisible speed of its own, dissolving into nothingness and encountering therein infinite
possibilities, like a whirling dervish.
?It?s Rule Number Forty,? she said slowly. ?A life without love is of no account. Don?t ask yourself
what kind of love you should seek, spiritual or material, divine or mundane, Eastern or Western.?
Divisions only lead to more divisions. Love has no labels, no definitions. It is what it is, pure and
simple.
?Love is the water of life. And a lover is a soul of fire
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