Love begins with motherhood. If you doubt love, wait until you are on the receiving end of hate. Then you may see all the love that you overlooked.Stop looking. Love is to be found nowhere.
The love that's opposite of hate is not Love.If you doubt love, wait until you are on the receiving end of hate.
I did not say that it is!The love that's opposite of hate is not Love.![]()
While this wouldn't be my answer, I can appreciate where you're going with this. Yes.When you experience hate, you understand that kindness is love, justice is love, decency is love.
What would be your answer, Pepper? I really want to know.While this wouldn't be my answer, I can appreciate where you're going with this. Yes.
Even without experiencing hate, I knew (not in words) what love is resting in the lap of my mother.When you experience hate, you understand that kindness is love, justice is love, decency is love.
To me, Love is Everything, the most important thing, the only thing, IMO, that made my life worth living. The heights of joy and depths of despair come with it though; no way out of that once you open yourself to Love.What would be your answer, Pepper? I really want to know.
Most of us, especially the young adults...mistakenly think lust is love! I have lusted for many but only loved one of them. We have been married over 50 years...and yes, the lust is still there...! The challenge is to learn how to recognize the difference...complicated ?
Can we not love lust? Cannot love last for merely a moment? Cannot they be one and same?Most of us, especially the young adults...mistakenly think lust is love! I have lusted for many but only loved one of them. We have been married over 50 years...and yes, the lust is still there...! The challenge is to learn how to recognize the difference...
Something everyone should experience as both receiver and giver. So many forms of love tho most seem to think of romantic love as the default model being asked about.Love is.. Something no home should be without
That is true of all abstract nouns. We cannot define joy but we know it when we see it. The same is true of love - we recognise it when we feel it. The trouble with love is that we only have one word in English for it.Has anyone ever seen Love?
Sure, many see the manifestations of love everywhere. But what cannot be seen cannot be defined.
We really don't know love, joy, peace. silence, bliss, etc., but we make them conceptual (amenable to thinking). But they are outside of the mind. Felt. yes. Definable, no.That is true of all abstract nouns. We cannot define joy but we know it when we see it. The same is true of love - we recognise it when we feel it.
Maybe everyone should be bathed in love, spoiled rotten. If that were so, our problems might evaporate.Something everyone should experience as both receiver and giver. So many forms of love tho most seem to think of romantic love as the default model being asked about.
I'd like to think that anything can be defined, but some things can't. Like you can't define the color yellow to a blind man. You can't define the unknown.We really don't know love, joy, peace. silence, bliss, etc., but we make them conceptual (amenable to thinking). But they are outside of the mind. Felt. yes. Definable, no.
Pretty silly comments...thus no reply! Use your own answers...Can we not love lust? Cannot love last for merely a moment? Cannot they be one and same?