A naive question, even a little ridiculous, if you do not think about it in all seriousness. And if you think about it, it’s an extremely difficult question! We are now gathering even a whole conference, interview at least a hundred scientists: what is love? – with certainty no one “formulates”. Everyone feels love in his own way, for everyone in it – his own light, his own secret.
Six centuries ago, the same age as Oleg, a young Italian Francesco Petrarch with pain and trepidation, asked himself: “If this love is not this heat, what affliction shakes me? Since he is love, then what is love? Good? But these torments, god! So an evil fire? .. And the sweetness of these torments! ”
How much is said, how much has been written since then about the torment and bliss of love! And although there are really few scientific books on this subject, art has explored love with all its vigilance and attention to its slightest signs and shades. Continue reading