Amor est vitae essentia.

Love is the essence of life?

Peter: "But without Sophia I might as well die."

Valentina: "You didn't think that before?"

Peter: "No. I mean, no. Hardly. How could I? But I think it now."

Valentina: "Well, that's love for you, isn't it? Before you met her you were happy."

- from The Bay At Nice, David Hare

What is love? Does it heal or does it hurt? Does it vex or does it pacify? Maybe it does neither. Perhaps love is simply beyond our human range of perceptions ; Like how we wouldn't know if a fourth primary colour were to stare us in the eye, because our eyes can only detect three shades. We wouldn't even know how it looks. In that case, to place a label on love would be an act of futility. Does that mean love doesn't exist? Not if we can feel it.