But love, like a mushroom high compared with the buzz from

But love, like a mushroom high compared with the buzz from cheap weed, outlasts grief.

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Love has a much deeper and enduring quality compared to fleeting pleasures. It is compared to a mushroom high, which suggests a natural, profound experience that persists well beyond temporary feelings of sadness or loss. Love's strength comes from its ability to withstand grief and suffering, providing a sense of stability and comfort in difficult times.

The quote highlights that genuine love is more lasting and meaningful than superficial or short-lived...

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