Love, The Concept

What would you do for love? What about "love at first sight?" Do you even believe in it? How would it consummate in the mind of the lover? These along with other questions arise when I think of the one. I remember debating my friends concerning that phrase. It seems so fake and common. In our modern day we seem to make much of love. Most of the business of love is just another capitalist endeavor, I suppose. But maybe love is more than that? Is it wrong to love another person, romantically? I've been reading At First Sight (which its title assumes the fitting theme, love at first sight). So far I'm in chapter two. There's more to say about love at first sight than what would appear as a semblance of a romance novel. A novel. That is exactly what I mean when I think of love: some novel idea that elicits capitalism in the hands of the vulgar. Would you say love is the end in human experience? What do we do about happiness? Is it happiness? Aren't they synonymous with each other? Or are they different working towards one end? Forgive the recurring questions, but I am getting somewhere with this. Love isn't the feeling we feel when we see the person we care about. It isn't any of the quirks that we love about them. What then is it? Is it the feeling we get in our stomaches--I think called butterflies? This we know can be explained as biological. But maybe there's another truth behind the apparent truth. Like beauty love is something deeper with meaning. Man was made to love, just as he was made to enjoy beauty. Maybe even those two--beauty and love--are synonymous with each other. God knows. More to come on my new book.