What is True Love? When I look at my dogs, who are said to love me for what I am, and when I listen to all these lyrics on the radio about unhappy love, it strikes me that the object of love must have the potential to leave you. My dogs are depending on me for their safety, it would be a catastrophe for them if I left them. When I hear a singer cry out his despair over the beloved who has left him it sounds as if the baby, crying, when being abandoned by his mother, finally has put words into his despair.
Is that love of a little higher degree than that of nachos, cellphones etc.
Or, to put it this way, the love a mother feels for her new born baby, is it the same kind of love as the baby feel for the mother. Isn't the mothers love for the child more “metaphysical” than the child's more earthbound, dependency.