I see real love as the most fundamental of our innate capacities, never destroyed no matter what we might have gone thro — Sharon Salzberg, Real Love: The Art of Mindful Connection
I see real love as the most fundamental of our innate capacities, never destroyed no matter what we might have gone thro — Sharon Salzberg, Real Love: The Art of Mindful Connection
I see real love as the most fundamental of our innate capacities, never destroyed no matter what we might have gone thro — Sharon Salzberg, Real Love: The Art of Mindful Connection
I see real love as the most fundamental of our innate capacities, never destroyed no matter what we might have gone thro — Sharon Salzberg, Real Love: The Art of Mindful Connection
I see real love as the most fundamental of our innate capacities, never destroyed no matter what we might have gone thro — Sharon Salzberg, Real Love: The Art of Mindful Connection
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I see real love as the most fundamental of our innate capacities, never destroyed no matter what we might have gone through or might yet go through.

— Sharon Salzberg, Real Love: The Art of Mindful Connection
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