I think at its most mature, love is a very bourgeois state. There is something about luxuriating in the nest of love that people fall into naturally.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Mature love is composed and sustaining; a celebration of commitment, companionship, and trust.
Love is the word used to label the sexual excitement of the young, the habituation of the middle-aged, and the mutual dependence of the old.
Love, with very young people, is a heartless business. We drink at that age from thirst, or to get drunk; it is only later in life that we occupy ourselves with the individuality of our wine.
Young people are fascinated with the idea of love, maybe because they haven't experienced it. The older you get, the more jaded you become with this, like, mystical love thing. It's not as exciting because it's not unknown.
Loving someone liberates the lover as well as the beloved. And that kind of love comes with age.
Once you find love, you find it. There isn't an age on love.
The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling.
Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few.
For me, love is not about froufrou New Age-ism. It's about a way of living and honoring the interconnectedness of life and accepting our responsibility and our power to change the world for the better.
Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.