This is a very easy essay to write. There is no relationship between love and sex. Zilch.
There will be those of you who cry out, ‘haven’t you heard of Eros?’
Eros has to do with an all-consuming appetite to sexually possess another. It has to do with beauty, longing, hunger. It’s visceral, powerful. Eros has to do with self and what the self passionately needs.
But it has nothing to do with another real human being, with a real interior life. In fact, interior lives actually interfere with Eros. Imagine what a passion-killer it would be to confess to one’s partner during a romantic Valentine’s supper how miserable you were at work, how you had lost your faith in God and were finding life meaningless, if you feared death or were desperately grieving your grandmother. Eros would be severely dented.
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