
In Praise of Love

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Nicolas Truong • In Praise of Love
And to an extent, every love states that it is eternal: it is assumed within the declaration… The problem then resides in inscribing this eternity within time. Because, basically, that is what love is: a declaration of eternity to be fulfilled or unfurled as best it can be within time: eternity descending into time.
Nicolas Truong • In Praise of Love
In love, it is about two people being able to handle difference and make it creative. In politics, it is about finding out whether a number of people, a mass of people in fact, can create equality. And just as the family exists at the level of love to socialize its impact, at the level of politics the power of the State exists to repress its enthus
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“Anyone who doesn’t take love as a starting point will never understand the nature of philosophy”.
Nicolas Truong • In Praise of Love
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Nicolas Truong • In Praise of Love
But even in their wildest delirium, lovers know that love is there, like their bodies’ guardian angel, when they wake up in the morning, when peace descends over the proof that their bodies have grasped that love has been declared.
Nicolas Truong • In Praise of Love
The aim is to avoid any immediate challenge, any deep and genuine experience of the otherness from which love is woven. However, we should add that as the risk factor can never be completely eliminated, Meetic’s publicity, like the propaganda for imperial armies, says that the risks will be everyone else’s!
Nicolas Truong • In Praise of Love
Subsequently, I have never renounced a love. There have been dramas and heart wrenching and doubts, but I have never again abandoned a love.
Nicolas Truong • In Praise of Love
In both cases, huge risks are involved that are dependent on language itself. It is about uttering a word the effects of which, in existence, can be almost infinite. That is also the desire driving a poem. The simplest words become charged with an intensity that is almost intolerable.