Love is willingness to sacrifice for the beloved, whether it means dying on the battlefield or getting up half an hour earlier to make breakfast for him.
Love is willingness to sacrifice for the beloved, whether it means dying on the battlefield or getting up half an hour earlier to make breakfast for him.
Ganz er selbst sein darf jeder nur, solange er allein ist. Wer also nicht die Einsamkeit liebt, der liebt auch nicht die Freiheit; denn nur wenn man allein ist, ist man frei. Schopenhauer
Exceptions don't negate the general rule.Originally Posted by Sigurd
I know we weren't meant to discuss much in this thread but this deserves comment: Yes that's you being a cynic. I've never been a rich man, but I've never had a problem with attracting women nonetheless, I have other wealth to offer. My dearth of money has traditionally been eating at me more than at the girl, though I suppose part of it was the bonus of being considered "cute" for not having much but insisting on being the one to pay the dinner.
As for love I'm going to quote a literary writer..................
Love is like a beautiful mist in the middle of the morning like a quiet elegant fog that surrounds you where when the sun rises up it merely burns into evaporation in your hands by merely showing it's temporary state of being leaving the onlooker to perceive in wonder what caused the events of the whole misfortunate tragedy.........................
National Socialism is the only salvation for Germanics and Europids everywhere. Capitalism, libertarianism, and communism is the enemy.
National socialized collectivism must prevail over radical individualism.
Just as you said, exceptions don't negate the general rule. Let's say that according to the general rule LOVE IS SOMETHING SO WONDERFUL THAT IT CANNOT BE DESCRIBED IN WORDS*, so other opinions are just misfortunate exceptions.
Don't forget that people are responsible for creating their own tragedies, that they have the power to create everything that happens to them. So if you think like that, you'll be the exception, and you'll never find TRUE LOVE.
And about the quote... it sounds nice. But there seems to be a problem of misinterpretation. The misfortunate tragedy is not love itself, but the events that make things happen in a way or another. Isn't the quiet elegant fog of the morning just so wonderful (now literally)? It should make someone happy even if it's for a couple of moments... and the next morning there is a chance it will be there again. Oh, Nature is such a wonderful force!
Sorry for this too long message, but I just couldn't retain myself from posting a reply. However, I think people who talk too much about love, especially complaining about it, are most likely people who don't know what love is. People who know what love really is are more likely to spend their time enjoying it, than debating on it.
* and there is my one-sentence, to be on-topic.
Die Farben duften frisch und grün... Lieblich haucht der Wind um mich.
Let's see and let's find a few more one-sentence definitions we can attempt...
- "Love is like a porcelain cup, so fragile that it is broken more easily than made."
- "Love is like a castle on a cliff. Majestic, attainable, built on a rock --- but easily washed away by the waves, and easy to fall from high when you leave its safe haven."
- "Love is like a roof. You seek shelter under it every day whilst it's there, but only ever notice and appreciate it was there when it's gone."
- "Love is like words. The more of them a man says, the less will be taken up by that person whom it is directed at."
- "Love is like a good joke. It warms your heart and makes you laugh whilst it lasts; but if you tell it too often, it will soon become old and boring."
- "Love is like philosophy. It is oft mused about by grown men around the table, but the answers can't always be found at the bottom of the glass."
- "Love is like radioactive elements. Of a higher order, but can disappear all too soon, and leaves a whole deal of damage behind when things go wrong."
- "Love is like forgiveness. The more you show it, the more it is taken for granted and the less it is appreciated."
- "Love is like an umbrella. Protects you from ill weather, allows you to get underneath together, but will be fairly useless in an actual storm."
- "Love is like a glass of water. If you drink it slowly, it'll last you for a while, but if you gulp then it'll be gone before long."
- "Love is like a shelf of books. It can save the worst of evenings, and last you for a lifetime if you tend to it well, but will go up in flames all too soon when caught in a fire."
- "Love is like a fire. It is a spark that must be kindled carefully, if you seek to fan it too vigorously, it will never become a fire but go out fairly quickly."
- "Love is the stuff of legends. So tangible and so refreshing, but all too rarely true."
- "Love is like nature. Beautiful and all so tangible, but will have severe repercussions eventually if you disabide by her laws."
- "Love is like snow in China. You can be made to believe there is a beautiful winter landscape, but all too often, you find out it was just some funky government official controlling the weather, and the real snow is anywhere, but not where you're at the moment."
- "Love is like a forum thread. It is long-winded and there will be many disagreements, but if they can be spoken about, then one will come away a wiser and happier man."
Let's see if I can find a few more in the next days. These should do for now.
-In kalte Schatten versunken... /Germaniens Volk erstarrt / Gefroren von Lügen / In denen die Welt verharrt-
-Die alte Seele trauernd und verlassen / Verblassend in einer erklärbaren Welt / Schwebend in einem Dunst der Wehmut / Ein Schrei der nur unmerklich gellt-
-Auch ich verspüre Demut / Vor dem alten Geiste der Ahnen / Wird es mir vergönnt sein / Gen Walhalla aufzufahren?-
(Heimdalls Wacht, In kalte Schatten versunken, stanzas 4-6)
Love is willing the good of another.
-St. Thomas Aquinas
Let us not desire delights, daughters; we are well-off here; the bad inn lasts for only a night.
-St. Teresa of Avila
Love is the intense antithesis of hate.
Aside from an ever increasing number of mortals who have willfully chosen to worship Satan and his minions, our battle has always been against the powers and principalities operating surreptitiously throughout this twisted world.
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