"To understand, I destroyed myself. To understand is to forget about loving. I know nothing more simultaneously false and telling than the statement by Leonardo da Vinci that we cannot love or hate something until we've understood it.
Solitude devastates me; company oppresses me. The presence of another person derails my thoughts; I dream of the other's presence with a strange absent-mindedness that no amount of my analytical scrutiny can define."
Solitude devastates me; company oppresses me. The presence of another person derails my thoughts; I dream of the other's presence with a strange absent-mindedness that no amount of my analytical scrutiny can define."
Oh I have done both. Loved without understanding or having wanted to understand. And loved after deciphering every bit of it. If you ask me which was better, I dunno. Each was a trip!
ReplyDeleteI suspect love ends when you think you have understood completely.
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