Love is real, although people often mistake what they think is love for something else.
Love even exists outside the human race, which is further proof that it is a natural phenomenon. Love exists in a lot of animals. Look at dogs. Dogs are loyal as hell to their owner and are usually upset when they see their owner hurt.
There are plenty of evolutionary reasons why love would be beneficial too. It creates stronger bonding between members of species which helps them protect each other, it makes species more likely to breed, and it causes other advantageous physical effects on the body.
Love is definitely not something that humans have made up, even if it seems that way sometimes. Sorry if my analysis got a little scientific, but that is probably the only convincing way to say that love is real.
We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers…Also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. –Raoul Duke
It is hard to shed anything but crocodile tears over White House speechwriter Patrick Buchanan's tragic analysis of the Nixon debacle. "It's like Sisyphus," he said. "We rolled the rock all the way up the mountain...and it rolled right back down on us...." Neither Sisyphus nor the commander of the Light Brigade nor Pat Buchanan had the time or any real inclination to question what they were doing...a martyr, to the bitter end, to a "flawed" cause and a narrow, atavistic concept of conservative politics that has done more damage to itself and the country in less than six years than its liberal enemies could have done in two or three decades. -Hunter S. Thompson
