Love is explosive, healing, a source of consolation, ecstasy, security, mercy, hatred, warmth, beauty, madness and longing. Multifaceted like nothing else, it penetrates each and every pore of the world, leaving traces everywhere. Who can grasp it? Peter Trawny tries to, not with a dry, rational system, but in sparkling conceptualisations. He asks the philosophers, investigates the phenomena and examines the diverse forms love takes. Because love, as he shows, takes many forms: love of God, brotherly love, love of wisdom, romantic love, love-hate relationships. It is a gift that can become a curse, a mystery that enables existence. Love is nuanced, as singular as clouds. It is something for philosophy to contemplate and put into words. Literarily, intellectually, enquiringly. Like this book.
