Not an exchange of mutual favors,
or calculated in advance as a profitable investment of time,
love is a unique trust
placed in chance.
is a quest for truth,
truth in relation to something quite precise,
from the point of view of two and not one.
is experienced, developed and lived
from the point of view of difference
and not identity.
through the most powerful oppositions
and radical separations.
The encounter between two differences is an event,
is contingent and disconcerting.
On the basis of this event,
love can start and flourish.
unleashes a process
that is basically an experience of getting to know the world.
Love isn’t simply about two people meeting
and their inward-looking relationship:
it is a construction,
a life that is being made,
no longer from the perspective of One
but from the perspective of Two.
is above all a construction that lasts,
a tenacious adventure.
The adventurous side is necessary,
but equally so is the need for tenacity.
To give up at the first hurdle,
the first serious disagreement,
the first quarrel,
is only to distort love.
Real love is one that triumphs lastingly,
over the hurdles erected by time, space and the world.
is a declaration of eternity
to be fulfilled or unfurled as best it can be
eternity descending into time.
The joy of love
is the proof that time can accommodate eternity.