What is love...

De cand lumea a fost si va fi o provocare in a descrie ceea ce inseamna acest sentiment al dragostei. Dar cat de adesea indragosteala este confundata cu iubirea!! Sentimente aparent similare dar extrem de diferite. Indragosteala, atractia pasionala vine doar din propriile nevoi, si setea satisfacerii acestora pe cand iubirea este orientata spre persoana iubita. Cand te indragostesti nu alegi, se intampla pur si simplu, te trezesti indragostit si gata pe cand atunci cand iubesti intotdeauna alegi. Nu este o alegere care se face doar o data ci se face permanent, in fiecare moment, in fiecare zi, in mod continuu. Indragosteala arde, chinuie si trece pe cand iubirea este blanda, linistitoare si mai ales intotdeauna acolo.


... When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness,it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No... don't blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away. Doesn't sound very exciting, does it? But it is! (Captain Corelli's Mandolin)