Love and Reason
I have always been surprised by people describing love as a kind of disease, over which a human being has no power and which he simply catches, like cold. Isn’t it absurd to build the most important of your relations on mindless instinct that is in no way related to your conscious decision? I have always been disgusted by those who talk about their love as something beyond their control, something which made mind unimportant. I still do, yet now I start to suppose that we have quite different definitions of love itself.
In my opinion, love is based on the positive evaluation of its object. Love is not illogical; it is completely logical, you do not just love, you love because of something. One cannot love just a person, without taking into account his personal features and actions. For, otherwise, what is a person, a personality, if not a sum of one’s ideas, thoughts, attitudes, actions, decisions and so on. When somebody says that it doesn’t matter what the loved one does or is, he devaluates the very concept of love, making a senseless infatuation out of it. For how can you love somebody after knowing that he or she has willingly and with pleasure done something disgusting? It is not always that radical, but what I want to say, true love is not based on some irrational craving. It is based on quite rational evaluation, otherwise it is not love, but infatuation and nothing more.
And in my opinion, it makes…