Monday, November 1, 2010

What Is Love ?

"Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have 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, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don't blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being "in love", which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident." 


5 comments:

Beyond said...

love it...

Sid said...

Absolutely loved this.

Azra S. said...

Great stuff :) Real love is self-less, it gives without expecting anything in return hence "Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident."

Ridwan said...

Powerful. Had to read through a few times. ;)

Ridwan

desert demons said...

Thanx for the visit guys. Yep love is quite the paradox and the mirage for the most part. I really liked his Birds with broken wings - give it a read if you find a moment.