What is love?
它是简单的。一个分子集群连接到另一个，试图为下一代集群创建一个更可行的系统。

Love is human in the sense discussed here. It has a context of time, place and community.

它似乎比仇恨更难以捉摸，但并不与它或任何其他感觉相反。

爱是一种确定无疑的感觉。这是通过记忆的投射。它是一种没有自己类别的情感。嫉妒、欲望、权力、遗憾、悲伤、平静……似乎没有尽头的情绪和其他感觉可以与它混合。

Love is not the end all. It is fickle. To love is to be vulnerable.

I don't know if solipsism is possible with love, but I think I have loved and I still have worries I am alone.

当我所爱的人去世时我感到前所未有的孤独。但我坚持，其他情感也坚持，但爱却消失了。是我编的吗?我不知道。

Just trying to ketchup, catsup, er catchup---yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Long absence from this delightful venue. Words and meanings are so, ambivalent ( rwo-sided): ambidextrous ( two handed); unilateral ( one-sided).Love,for example. The word does not mean much. If I say I love lobster
thermador, the expression means nothing. For two reasons: 1. I have never eaten the dish. 2. Loving food is irrelevant...the objective is avoidance of starvation,not some higher-order humanistic sort of transcendent experience .You can't have love without hate. Seems a paradox. A few thousand years of civilization affirm this. So...,is love meaningless? No. Do we really know what we are talking about when we talk about love? More-or-less, yes. Still, it is a paradox---triadox ---- quadradox. You choose.
Or, reject... we vocalize the doxical aspects--- to make each other feel better. And meet social expectations---something Davidson called propositional attitude. It does not pay the rent...does not foster world peace...

I guess my understanding of philosophy is all wrong. Love of wisdom? I have never thought so. Why? Well, wisdom is ephemeral. Subjective. More in the eye of the beholder. Like, uh, beauty. Maybe, just maybe, it depends on the meaning of sophistic, or, sophism. I once knew a man who hated sophism.
他说。说这是不可接受的。那么，诡辩是智慧之爱吗?还是对知识的热爱?
我的老对手的不喜欢完全是关于智慧或知识吗?他知道自己在说什么吗?

Seems to me, wisdom is much more ephemeral than knowledge. If love of knowledge is more about
philosophy than love of wisdom, then it seems Jack Baird did not know what he was talking about. So, what's it going to be? What is the difference among wisdom and knowledge? It is not, you see, a matter of 'between'. How many ways can there be? Aris-tot-tel; So-crates and Pla-too were primitives.
They muddled through, best they could. Giants? No. Pygmies... Those have always preceded giants.
Seems to me...

或者，从哲学的角度来说，什么是爱?扎个马尾辫，五英尺高。最可爱的马尾辫，当她走路的时候会摆动。

There did not appear to be anywhere to add this comment, in current discussion. So, I'll put it here. Something about happiness. Finland. Another one of those Scandinavian countries: Number 1. In happiness. I have commented on conditions in Sweden---their social democracy---their level of content---and anything, everything else one might want to entertain. i don't need to speculate on happiness in Scandinavia. It is self-evident. I don't know about Alaska either. It is cold, I hear. It can be cold in Canada---I know. Happiness runs in a circular motion...
We have a newscaster here from Canada. He seems to have forgotten where he came from.

随着我们在这一生中被赋予，很明显，我们的某些概念、想象和感知抗拒定义。关于真理的虚幻性，以及关于全体环境的概念，我在别的地方曾简短地谈过。在类似的意义上，在我看来，整体性也适用于我们所说的爱。爱体现了戴维森所谓的命题态度:信念;欲望;期望,等等。然而，关键或许在于信任，因为无论我们想象我们的爱有多强烈，它终究会破灭;分解;当我们失去信任时，它就会分崩离析，疲惫不堪。即使是父母的爱，我认为最强大的，如果信任被滥用和失去，可能也不会持久。 And, romantic love sours dramatically if trust is betrayed. Courtfoom television aptly demonstrates this, whether it is otherwise absurd or somehow believable. So, love is both simple and complex. As with so much of life.

Like desire, belief, expectation, ideology and several others,I think love is a propositional attitude, after Davidson, et. al. There is quid pro quo entailed. And, there is no such love as unconditional love, accordingly. Even among our domesticated animal friends, their love for us is conditioned on our kind and gentle treatment of them. If we change that treatment to cruelty, they wil fear us. Or worse.
This is how it works. Anything more profound is impossible.

进一步的思考产生了以下论点。如果感觉能导致诸如信仰这样的事情;欲望;期望;和其他类似的命题一样，爱有很大的不同吗?因为，在我看来，这些主张中有许多对于参与和培养我们称之为爱的情感是必不可少的。如果有人被忽视、被虐待或失去，爱就会枯萎。死亡。这就是爱情的脆弱。它经受不住任何形式的忽视。