suggestions?
what novel would you suggest i read next?
and/or
what's your favourite book?
i've listed a few books in my profile here, but i'd say Franny & Zooey is my favourite ... for many reasons: it kept me intrigued throughout, it had a lasting impact on me, and reading Salinger was like discovering a new means of communication ... or, rather, like realizing that someone could write as i think ...
and/or
what's your favourite book?
i've listed a few books in my profile here, but i'd say Franny & Zooey is my favourite ... for many reasons: it kept me intrigued throughout, it had a lasting impact on me, and reading Salinger was like discovering a new means of communication ... or, rather, like realizing that someone could write as i think ...
posited by hereis nowhy at 19:51
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hey, has anyone read what we talk about when we talk about love by Raymond Carver?
haven't read that one. seemingly interesting title. what is love? does it exist any more? i dont think so. i think its an easy word to use when describing lust and longing for companionship. love... is... almost unreasonable in todays society, as is monogamy for the long terms that even our parents were apart of.
but what about book suggestions?! ... no no, i'm loving this thread ... ;)
i agree with dayafteryesterday that "people tend to apply the word love, rather than experiencing it as a feeling"
someone recently asked me if i'd ever been "in love", and the only truthful response i could muster was "all the time!! today i had a beautiful moment with a friend and was full of love, yesterday i felt love for the dogs in the park and the sunset ..."
of course what she meant was more along the lines of: "have you ever been in a long-term relationship where you wanted to spend the rest of your life with the person?" ... similar to vanessa's definition above ...
why do so many people relate love to attachment?
by your definition then, can love only exist between people?
i love music, and there is no better term i could use to describe it ...
and i love life sometimes ... sunsets and dogs included! ;)
would it be trite to add that i love the book i'm reading? (the one that started this thread!)
***CUZ2****
I agree with dayafter...our concept of *OUR* love seems directly connected to our understanding of how we view others we respect fulfill their definition of it and come out happy or with perfect-for-them lessons learnt about love giving us "...a very high ideal of love by watching people very close to me fall in love and uphold their own standard."
But then we find that other's love (after we've tried it and fallen out of infatuation with it) isn't perfect for US and so (hopefully) we step up and make out next love more closely resemble perfection for us at the time.
But time moves on.
This creates a concept that all loves are a stepping stone towards the next though...
----AND SOME SURPASS THAT----
I went to my sister's home yesterday to take care of my beautiful neice while she was out...and I do love my neice...I do...but I saw my dog...my force-of-nature-kindness-inspiring dog, my dog who I've walked since I was fifteen years old...who I grew strong beside and who used to run in circles with for hours (eight years ago) in our old backyard in Markham...and he looked at me when I got in to my sister's house and he wanted to go run again...maybe one last time...he's really old and has bad hips...and he was limping...and I was nearly crying (okay I cried)..and we ran..it wasn't good for him physically...but we ran...we're both a little stiffer now...but oh God we ran...and was I ever in love...
LOve is like SAYING THANKS TO THE WORLD FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY TO BE LOVED AND TO LOVE BACK... UNABASHED...like a boy and his dog running...long after they should.
i guess normally when i think about love i think about it in the context of a sexually linked relationship. however, there are those moments where my heart rises and everything gels, where the warmth and connectivity i feel because of music or friends are a definate "love". but in that context i think love is just a bigger word that ecompases lots of other feelings into one big feeling. there was a point where i didnt think id have the first love i talked about, and to know where your heart lays... whether its in a person, an action, a career, a group of friends, your pet or something mystical... THAT seems to be the reward we get for living. Love as another experience in the multitude of experiences that make up being here and now... and i dont think you can attain that kind of reward with out KNOWING what the crap parts of fullfilling the basic human purpose --> living.
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