We have, for what I know by romantic poetry and storytelling, uplifted love on the highest pedestal of immortality, perfection, absolution, and eternity. Now these are qualities that we saw belong to inertia, if they do at all exist, and in no way are inherent to love, which would be the force of change and transformation in the process towards interaction with the outer world and self-fulfilment. Love’s nature is full of dynamics, of alteration, and thus it is changeable and fluctuating, always varying in presence and expression. If love is anything we can claim with assertion, then, deriving from the qualities of the force it underlyingly embodies, it is temporary, imperfect, incomplete, and final.
The Young Philosophers. On Love