“Making love with a woman and sleeping with
a woman are two separate passions, not merely different but opposite. Love does
not make itself felt in the desire for copulation (a desire that extends to an
infinite number of women) but in the desire for shared sleep (a desire limited
to one woman).”
-
Milan Kundera, The Unbearable
Lightness of Being
I love the above text. Kundera puts it with
such clarity. He writes about two very different desires - one sexual and the
other less so. The need to mate is more primal, so to speak. To share a bed
with someone and to just let your eyelids close leading to a state of rest to
your ever wandering mind is something else. On similar notes, being in love
with someone is different from loving someone. To experience love in its
various forms is when you would find yourself open to how to you truly feel
about things. An intense rush of love towards someone is not the same as the
joy and bliss you’d get from being in love with someone. And to be able to
distinguish the two when encountered simultaneously, is when melancholy makes
itself known.
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