Love is a potentially a equalizing, universalizing and humanizing force:
…And, you know, love is the only subject in front of which we are all in equality. We always say we are equal in front of death, but when you are rich, for example, and you have everybody taking care of you, I think that you suffer much less. It must be much more painful to die when you are poor than when you are rich. But when your heart is broken, you can be rich, poor, whatever—a broken heart, we are all equal in front of it. And I think there is no subject more serious.
–Marjane Satrapi, creator of Persepolis, in response to the question “Do you think our quest for romantic love is futile?”
But also, love isn’t universalizing, equalizing and humanizing because it’s always mired in structural and personal politics:
But no bed, however unexpected, no matter how apparently gratuitous, is free from the de-universalizing facts of real life. We do not go to bed in single pairs; even if we choose not to refer to them, we still drag there with us the cultural impedimenta of our social class, our parents lives, our bank balances, our sexual and emotional expectations, our whole biographies — all the bits and pieces of our unique existences.
–Angela Carter, The Sadien Woman, p. 9
Personal meet political. Yowch.
More seriously, I hate when I read unrelated things that probably could have a nice conversation with one another but instead feel like they are in a shouting match in my mind. And man, they both make some solid, albeit conflicting, points.
Thanks for the