"Why does the longing for love have to be so acute, like desperate thirst? Is it because love is wanting to be saved and we can never really be saved? Maybe love is born of our fears. Love is the heart's desire for a pain-killer; a tearful plea for a great big epidural. Yes that's it: love is the only anesthesia that actually works. And as people with broken hearts are really those who are just coming to, and if you've ever seen someone out of general anesthesia you know that it looks like the beginning of a broken heart.
But to find it and touch it and hold it! What a relief, if only briefly, until the love wears off or slips through our hands. Strange how love--that most fickle of emotions--creates the illusion of permanence right from the start, just as beauty, so fleeting and elusive, can seem timeless and infinite to behold.
If love doesn't triumph, it ought to. For love is the one thing that feels more powerful than even death; the only respite from lives wretched absurdity. The magic of love is not that it contains all the answers, that it eliminates the need for so many pressing questions."
So, have you ever deeply loved, as this passage suggest love is and can be? Can love even conquer death? As Cher asks "Do you believe in life after love"? Is this kind of love out there for everyone?
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