passion
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In my previous post, I asked which you’d choose: “passion,” meaning intense emotional desire, or “love”, defined as deep companionable affection. The question is absurd: in real life, you can’t choose which one you feel for a particular person. My hypothetical question was only meant to show something about yourself. For example, I would choose
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Let’s say you have to choose Door A or Door B for your future life. Behind Door A is a person you could love passionately all your life. But your fate is to spend only a short time with Person A, and you cannot know how long. Behind Door B is a person you’ll be
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In Part II, I wrote: Ask questions! Not factual questions (“How do you get to work?”), or at least not mostly factual questions. Look, if you’re not just looking for sex or fun (which is sometimes the same thing), you want to plumb the depths, and quickly. Or at least I do, to fend off
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When she was only 14, Jane Austen wrote a novel called Love and Freindship (that’s right, she misspelled it), satirizing the tendency of her time to romanticize both attachments as passionate, “undying love.” In our own time and culture, romantic love is assumed to be the basis for marriage, so it makes sense that we
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The world’s most stupid romantic advice, in my opinion, is…Only fall in love with those who are in love with you. This bit of wisdom dates back to the Victorian era, when the rules of courtship for men and women were divided neatly into the active gender and the passive gender. You’ll have no trouble
Susan Ostrov 