I had a nice discussion w.my class earlier on the definition of love. I had them dissect a passage from Captain Corelli's Mandolin:
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being in love which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.
-- Captain Corelli's Mandolin
So, what is LOVE to you?
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Let's just simplify it and say you know it when you feel it.
Let's just simplify it and say you know it when you feel it.
Apposite, the irony of making that statement is that I drilled into my students that the passage is saying LOVE is NOT solely a feeling or emotion, but the outcome of shared experiences. I noticed lightbulbs went off in their heads.
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