

2.Love _emotional_Love. Love is whatever a person perceives it to be. Simple. Fact. I am not well founded in the art of love. But I hardly doubt anyone can be a universal translator of love. We all have it in different parts of our life. Not always clear. Not always understood. Not all love is the same. A love for an object (whether it be a familiar childhood device or gift someone bestowed upon you) varies differently from the love of living being (friends, family, and significant others.) Love is meant to be given. To others. A person must care about themselves before they can care for others, but true h2.Love _emotional_


1. IntroductionOfcourse. I dont pretend. I dont pretend to be something Im not. Thats what literature is for. I create fictional lives. Give them fictional feelings. With fictional deaths. Isnt is spectacular? That words are interpreted and we appropiately respond to them? Isnt it? Or am I alone in this matter? When we read something we either get it or we dont. Teachers and scholars constantly focus on the ideals of symbolism found in countless literature today. Of Mice and Men? Lord of the Flies? What if....what if there truly was no symbolism? What if the authors had intended no deeper interpretation. And we are all folly for trying to find on1. Introduction
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