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@ 2008-01-05 – 19:08:52
The pleasures of love are pains that become desirable, where sweetness and torment blend, and so love is voluntary insanity, infernal paradise, and celestial hell -- in short, harmony of opposite yearnings, sorrowful laughter, soft diamond.
Umberto Eco (1932 - )
ranfuchs
Pro Both valid points, I guess. Most people though have very different definitions of love so maybe not surprising that I disagree with you completely as I believe that love is very much voluntary; a whim of will, if you like. You chose to love someone even if on the surface, in the moment, the act of choosing seems spontaneous and random and propelled by a greater force than yourself. In short, you make a conscious decision to love one person as opposed to another and therefore your choice to love and who you love is deliberated and entered in to voluntarily and not compelled by some external power like popular love songs would have us believe.
As for chaos v harmony...again, I'd say everyone's different...however personally, I don't think love is capable of chaos because at least for me logic and reason always prevail.
mistertramp
'Love is the blackest of plagues... if you died from it there'd be some joy, but it almost always passes.'
neonmeatdreams
All interesting points and I agree with yourself and ranfuchs to varying degrees, but if we choose to love someone why is it so hard to stop and choose not to?
Hard to stop for various reasons...attachment, infatuation, insurmountable desire to wallow in self-pity etc. etc There are as many reasons as people.
And I tend to think that you can chose not to fall in love just as much as you can chose to do the opposite. Like I said I don’t believe that, love, or any other emotion, is a greater force than yourself.
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Beautifully said, yet I would disagree.
1.In most cases I don’t believe that love is voluntary
2.Love is anything but harmony. At best is chaos of opposites