"What would we think of a betrothed one whose conceit and self-will prevented not only the consummation of her own joy, but of the one who had given her his heart? Never at rest in his absence, she cannot trust him fully, and she does not give up her own name, her own rights and possessions, and her own will to him who has become necessary for her happiness. She would gladly claim him fully without giving herself fully to him, but it can never be. While she retains her own name, she can never claim his. She cannot promise to love and honor if she will not also promise to obey, and until her love reaches that point of surrender, she must remain an unsatisfied lover." - Hudson Taylor


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