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Abelard Heloise
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BROTHERLY LOVE
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Command Love
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Lack of Love
With and Without Love
MEN AND WOMEN
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Love Games
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Male Thought
Male Chauvinism
Marriage Irrational
Marriage Love Grave
LOVE SEX PLEASURE
Libertine Love
Love Sex Humour
LOVE FRIENDSHIP
Friendship Treasons
Friendship and Sex
Friends in Literature
LOVE EVIL
Nazis Love
Love Nourishes Evil
Genocide and Genes
Dreams of Love
LOVE IDEAS
Slaves of Ideas
LOVE & LACK TRUTH
To Lie is Legitime
Love Trivialities
Love Myths
LOVE & SCIENCE
Love and Genes
Beautiful Girls
Love and Robots
LOVE HITLER HISTORY
Paths of History
LOVE & POLITICS
Love humanity
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Love and Market
Liberalism and Profit
LOVE & VALUES
Love and Gratitude
Love and Humility
Love and Pride
Love and Reason
Love and Tolerance
LOVE AND ETHICS
Love Animals
Pacifism and Militarism
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Can We Command Our Loves?
Are
We Capable of Raising Our Standards of Love?
 

We love without wishing and sometimes we love who we shouldn’t or who we don’t wish. «I do not love you! No! I do not love you!», shouts reason, wishing not to love. But romantic love resists obstinately, against the will of the subject:


And yet when thou are absent I am sad;
And envy even the bright blue sky above thee,
Whose quiet stars may see thee and be glad.
Caroline Norton, I do not love thee

Love does not depend on our will. We can’t love an unknown person, a particular woman or man or thing by the command of our reason, or by the order of someone. We don’t love by request. Love is spontaneous. It exists or not. It outstrips our intentions.

This is the current view. But is it exactly like that? Isn’t this a rather romantic view of love? Isn’t there, in love, a single little seed of reason and apprenticeship? Is the love of humanity and of the unknown person just a vague human feeling, only deeply sensed and practised by characters such as the Dalai Lama or Mother Teresa de Calcutta, in a sort of exclusivity of the most perfect of us?

Or are we all – though very far from being saints - capable of learning to love and extending its natural boundaries?  Isn’t reason, backed by appropriate values (of good and evil) capable of raising our standards of love, turning us into better beings?

We can argue negatively. Reason can make us more compassionate, tolerant, generous, and only that. It can’t make us love, truly.

But we can argue differently. We aren’t born educated. The values – managed partly by reason – can raise our ethical standards and our capacity of love, namely brotherly love. Love can grow ethically, or to use the poetic words of Pico della Mirandola, the great Italian humanist of the fifteen century:

«Upon man, at the moment of his creation, God bestowed seeds pregnant with all possibilities, the germs of every form of life. And whichever the seeds a man cultivates, the same will mature and bear fruit in him. If vegetative, he will become a plant; if sensual, he will become brutish; if rational, he will reveal himself a heavenly being; if intellectual, he will be an angel and the son of God.» 

Our ideas of life and our values can make us love (or hate). The top of love’s heights aren’t within our reach. But we aren’t condemned just to get what’s instinctive in love (as in many other dimensions of life).


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Quotations
We Can’t Command Love

Emmanuel Kant

It is not in the power of man to love anyone at command.
E. Kant, 1724-1804, German philosopher, Critic of Practical Reason



Caroline Norton

I do not love thee! No! I do not love thee!

And yet when thou art absent I am sad;

And envy even the bright blue sky above thee,

Whose quiet stars may see thee and be glad.

 

I do not love thee! - yet, I know not why,

Whate’er thou dost seems still well done, to me:

And often in my solitude I sigh

That those I do love are not more like thee!

I do not love thee! - yet, when thou art gone,

I hate the sound (though those who speak be dear)

Which breaks the lingering echo of the tone

Thy voice of music leaves upon my ear.

 

I do not love thee! - yet thy speaking eyes,

With their deep, bright, and most expressive blue,

Between me and the midnight heaven arise,

Oftener than any eyes I ever knew.

I know I do not love thee! yet, alas!

Others will scarcely trust my candid heart;

And oft I catch them smiling as they pass,

Because they see me gazing where thou art.
Caroline Norton, 1808-1877, I Do Not Love Thee  

     

Pico della Mirandola
Oration On The Dignity Of Man

The brutes, from the moment of their birth, bring with them, as Lucilius says, “from their mother's womb'' all that they will ever possess. The highest spiritual beings were, from the very moment of creation, or soon thereafter, fixed in the mode of being which would be theirs through measureless eternities.

But upon man, at the moment of his creation, God bestowed seeds pregnant with all possibilities, the germs of every form of life. Whichever of these a man shall cultivate, the same will mature and bear fruit in him. If vegetative, he will become a plant; if sensual, he will become brutish; if rational, he will reveal himself a heavenly being; if intellectual, he will be an angel and the son of God.

Finally, it is not freedom from a body, but its spiritual intelligence, which makes the angel. If you see a man dedicated to his stomach, crawling on the ground, you see a plant and not a man

For a full version of Pico della Mirandola's Oration on the Dignity of Man:
http://cscs.umich.edu/~crshalizi/Mirandola/
 

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Brotherly Love? See also:
Alzheimer Poem
Brotherly appeals

Brotherhood
Machiavelli and Love
Lack of love
With & Without love
 


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