I had already spoken, but as it is a subject I'm passionate about I'll talk more. On reflection (and yes, I have better things to do ... especially at night!) have concluded that there are only two ways to ensure that a feeling is eternal.
One is to accept that changes, which over time and life to evolve, becoming more often into something very different from what was in the beginning.
The most striking example is in my opinion ' love we feel towards their parents, passing through endless stages - Dependency, need, rebellion, intolerance, etc. tenderness. - And then arrive at something very different from what was at the beginning: a need for care, typical of the children, we pass the desire to heal, when we deal with parents no longer young and perhaps invalid.
Yet the core of feeling, that special kind of love that is the branch remains the same while changing. Hence lies the paradox and wonder of human relationships. The stagnation of feelings instead is a danger, because if an emotion does not evolve, it changes sooner or later becomes ill.
A fifty which depends on the parents, who do you treat them, tanto normale poi non è; così come non lo sono quei genitori che si rifiutano di accettare la crescita dei figli, continuando imperterriti a invadere la loro vita come se si trattasse di bambini incapaci.
In questo caso il discorso fila liscio come l'olio, ma sarà lo stesso per l'amore passionale, quello che lega un uomo e una donna per tutta la vita? In parte credo di sì.
Penso che i rapporti fallimentari sia quelli incapaci di trasformarsi, quelli che si incrinano quando la passione scema, quelli che non reggono la routine, quelli che non sanno accettare la vita come viene. In parte però non so... l'amore reca con sé una tale dose di mistero unlikely to be fully revealed.
One is to accept that changes, which over time and life to evolve, becoming more often into something very different from what was in the beginning.
The most striking example is in my opinion ' love we feel towards their parents, passing through endless stages - Dependency, need, rebellion, intolerance, etc. tenderness. - And then arrive at something very different from what was at the beginning: a need for care, typical of the children, we pass the desire to heal, when we deal with parents no longer young and perhaps invalid. Yet the core of feeling, that special kind of love that is the branch remains the same while changing. Hence lies the paradox and wonder of human relationships. The stagnation of feelings instead is a danger, because if an emotion does not evolve, it changes sooner or later becomes ill.
A fifty which depends on the parents, who do you treat them, tanto normale poi non è; così come non lo sono quei genitori che si rifiutano di accettare la crescita dei figli, continuando imperterriti a invadere la loro vita come se si trattasse di bambini incapaci.
In questo caso il discorso fila liscio come l'olio, ma sarà lo stesso per l'amore passionale, quello che lega un uomo e una donna per tutta la vita? In parte credo di sì.
Penso che i rapporti fallimentari sia quelli incapaci di trasformarsi, quelli che si incrinano quando la passione scema, quelli che non reggono la routine, quelli che non sanno accettare la vita come viene. In parte però non so... l'amore reca con sé una tale dose di mistero unlikely to be fully revealed.
The second way to make that feeling last forever stop it when it is at its peak. may seem contradictory, but it is. A love lived to the end lasts forever, the story where we were left with a broken heart, still in love, will remain etched in our minds.
The end, the death of a love not only freezes our hearts, it is as if crystallized the moment and the feelings connected with it, keeping them forever. This is what I think, this is what I always looked around.
Hardly going to think that the chick that left her heart broken, if the story had continued, he would one day be tired of her, sending her to hell tired of the continual betrayal.
You think that would last forever just because they do not know how it would end really, with no end "premature".
Here I close, because I know that I have enough to pontificate today!
The end, the death of a love not only freezes our hearts, it is as if crystallized the moment and the feelings connected with it, keeping them forever. This is what I think, this is what I always looked around. Hardly going to think that the chick that left her heart broken, if the story had continued, he would one day be tired of her, sending her to hell tired of the continual betrayal.
You think that would last forever just because they do not know how it would end really, with no end "premature".
Here I close, because I know that I have enough to pontificate today!
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