Love is a deception of the species, which needs to further itself, that is played upon on the individual.
Love is a conflagration, but a conflagration in which both parties have been carefully trained to burn.
Love is a basic force in nature enabling adult separation between self and other (i.e. Individuation).
Love is a blundering and passionate thing, a logic-defying thing that is of supreme importance even though it makes one no more clever, no nicer, no more informed, and perhaps even more irresponsible.
Love is an active penetration of the other person and an act of fusion, a union in which one knows the other, knows oneself, knows everybody and 'knows' nothing.
Love is not a spontaneous feeling, not a thing one falls into. Rather, it is something that requires thought, knowledge, care, giving, and respect... a rare combination in capitalist society which commodifies human activity.