The real thing is as rare as genius, but we usually fail to recognize its rarity.

We misuse the word, for we fail to draw the necessary distinctions.

We fail to recognize the plain and simple truth that many of us are not able to love--just as there are many who are not able to play the piano or to sing.

We raise up our voices and make a sound, but it is not singing.

We marry and we give in marriage, but it is not loving.