A Quote by Neil Strauss

They say that love is blind, but it's trauma that's blind. Love sees what is. — © Neil Strauss
They say that love is blind, but it's trauma that's blind. Love sees what is.
People say love is blind because they do not know what love is. I say unto you, only love has eyes; other than love, everything is blind.
Love is blind, as they say, and because love is blind, it often leads to tragedy: to conflicts in which one love is pitted against another love, and something has to give, with suffering guaranteed in any resolution.
We say love is blind, and the figure of Cupid is drawn with a bandage around his eyes. Blind - yes, because he does not see what he does not like; but the sharpest-sighted hunter in the universe is Love for finding what he seeks, and only that.
Money is color-blind, race-blind, sex-blind, degree-blind, and couldn't care less who brought you up or in what circumstances.
It is not that love is blind. It is that love sees with a painter's eye, finding the essence that renders all else background.
Love is not 'blind' but visionary: It sees into the very heart of its object And sees the 'real self' behind and in the midst Of the frailties and shortcomings of the person.
Love is not blind. Love sees what is most true
Love sees all; hate is blind.
Love isn't blind; it's only love that sees!
I think giving is a blind act that should come from a part of me that sees no discrimination (that's why I called it "blind").
Being blind is as simple as closing your eyes. The blind don't act any different than you or I. You never see a blind person going around saying, 'I'm blind.' So if you want to play blind just close your eyes and keep them closed and fare thee well.
If love is blind, then maybe a blind person that loves has a greater understanding of it.
Love is blind; but it makes you see the blind man; teetering on the roadside . . .
Love may be blind, but if you've ever known a blind person, they still know where everything is.
Romantic love is blind to everything except what is lovable and lovely, but Christ's love sees us with terrible clarity and sees us whole. Christ's love so wishes our joy that it is ruthless against everything in us that diminishes our joy. The worst sentence Love can pass is that we behold the suffering which Love has endured for our sake, and that is also our acquittal. The justice and mercy of the judge are ultimately one.
Why did we become blind, I don't know, perhaps one day we'll find out, Do you want me to tell you what I think, Yes, do, I don't think we did go blind, I think we are blind, Blind but seeing, Blind people who can see, but do not see.
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