Liquid Love

In our world of rampant ‘individualization’ relationships are mixed blessings. They vacillate between sweet dream and a nightmare, and there is no telling when one turns into the other.

Ralph Waldo Emerson pointed out, when skating on thin ice your salvation is in speed

This is exactly what love does: wrenching an other from ‘all the world’, and through that act remoulding ‘an’ other into the ‘quite definite someone’, someone with a mouth to listen to, someone with whom to converse so that something may happen.