Finish this sentence. Love is....

Love is Love!

Open your mouth to say anything about "Love" and you immediately fall into error.
 

When you experience hate, you understand that kindness is love, justice is love, decency is love.
Even without experiencing hate, I knew (not in words) what love is resting in the lap of my mother.

If you need to experience hate to know love, it's not real love (is what I meant to say in my earlier post).

Real Love is Only Love -- Unconditionally (even towards those who hate you). So I believe.

Thank you.
 
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...
Can we not love lust? Cannot love last for merely a moment? Cannot they be one and same?
 
Has anyone ever seen Love?

Sure, many see the manifestations of love everywhere. But what cannot be seen cannot be defined.
 
Has anyone ever seen Love?

Sure, many see the manifestations of love everywhere. But what cannot be seen cannot be defined.
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.

The Greeks have several -

The Greek words for love and their meanings are:
  • Agape: brotherly love, charity, the love of God for person and of person for God
  • Eros: sexual passion, carnal love, fertility
  • Philia: affectionate regard, friendship, usually between equals
  • Storge: love, affection, especially of parents and children
  • Ludus: playful love, flirting, teasing
 
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.
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.
 
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.
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.
 

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