A drug? A dream? I thought I knew, but I’m not sure any more. Serious question.
Given the many forms of love, I would say that generally love is when you put someone else before yourself. It could be giving up your lunchtime for nothing to help a struggling student, it could be holding a small umbrella up for your gf so that she doesn’t get wet whilst you do or it could be choosing to fight for something you believe in.
Hmmm. Donuts, Beer, cute girls…I love all of these.
Consumer electronics. Coffee. The smell of trees in the rain. The moment of feeling warmth on your skin as you swim in a tropical sea (before you realise it’s full of things that could eat you without thought or remorse). The sea could be real or metaphorical. My sister getting the ‘Cam’ book for me-unconditionally sweet.
Boys, boys. No insights, I’m an idiot.
Ad-libbing off of something Wittgenstein wrote, I would say that “I love you” is kind of like “I do”–not so much a report of how you feel, as a decision which you make by uttering the words.
I wish somebody would write a sappy love song, poem, or something that details the various chemical, biological (esp. socio-biology and game theory), cultural, and psychological aspects of “love,” whatever that is.
It’s always for love that people go crazy. There’s got to be a whole lot of love, because there are crazy people everywhere.
“C’est toujours pour l’amour qu’on devient fou. Ca doit etre plein d’amout parce que ya plein de fous tout partout.” -Serge Fiori
[quote=“bobepine”]It’s always for love that people go crazy. There most a whole lot of love, because there are crazy people everywhere.
“C’est toujours pour l’amour qu’on devient fou. Ca doit etre plein d’amout parce que ya plein de fous tout partout.” -Serge Fiori[/quote]
People go crazy for lack of love.
[quote=“Buttercup”][quote=“bobepine”]It’s always for love that people go crazy. There most a whole lot of love, because there are crazy people everywhere.
“C’est toujours pour l’amour qu’on devient fou. Ca doit etre plein d’amout parce que ya plein de fous tout partout.” -Serge Fiori[/quote]
People go crazy for lack of love.[/quote]Exactly. Without love that wouldn’t happen. 
This one is for you Buttercup…[quote]C’est toujours pour l’amour qu’on devient fou
Ça doit être plein d’amour, parce que c’est plein d’fous tout partout
Comme si on avait tous peur de se l’dire
Qu’on a du mal à naître à se regarder mourir
Comme un sage
Monte dans les nuages
Monte d’un étage
Viens voir le paysage
Laisse-moi voir on visage
J’voudrais pouvoir t’offrir le peu que j’sais
Y’a deux importances, la première c’est toi pis moi
L’autre c’est qu’il nous reste encore un autre jour
Le matin se lève encore sur toi, mon amour
Comme un sage
Monte dans les nuages
Monte d’un étage
Viens voir le paysage
Laisse-moi voir ton visage
Si j’pouvais t’offrir une place qui te ressemble
Un lieu qui grandit, même si parfoit nos mains tremblent
Pour la première fois, l’hiver serait moins gris
La neige pourrait rester blanche sur toi, mon pays
Comme un sage
Monte dans les nuages
Monte d’un étage
Viens voir le paysage
Laisse-moi voir ton visage
Chacun voit ce qu’il veut
Même si l’courant nous crève les yeux
J’peux plus t’pousser plus loin
Quand tu sais que j’me trompe, pis tu dis rien
T’es près, t’es loin
Pour te rejoindre, faut que j’marche sur les mains
On oublie trop souvent qu’on est en mouvement
Le vent fait de son mieux
Pour nous aider à changer d’air
Le vrai vient quand il peut
Quand on lui demande ce qu’il veut faire
C’est beau, c’est clair
Tes yeux me parlent, le temps se perd
C’est bon d’entendre ta voix
Au fond de moi…
L’amour se prend un corps pour voyager
Mais quand il vient chez nous, y’a peur de déranger
Comme s’il était seul à pouvoir tout changer
C’est fou quand on aime, la mort n’a jamais existé[/quote]
Edit: I quoted the wrong one! I changed the quote above…
PS: I’m not making love advances to you Buttercup. Just quoted the whole song. It’s about love, and the quote I posted is better understood in context.
Yes, you probably do and in that order as well. 
I love my wife, my mother, my dog, and pie–but only two of them in the same way.
Lady, don’t hurt me. - Haddaway
Presumably your dog and pie, because you can eat both?
What is love?
When I find then I will know.
Famous question asked by Howard Jones.
and En Vogue.
From dictionary.com
love /lʌv/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[luhv] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation noun, verb, loved, lov·ing.
–noun 1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
3. sexual passion or desire.
4. a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.
5. (used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): Would you like to see a movie, love?
6. a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour.
7. sexual intercourse; copulation.
8. (initial capital letter) a personification of sexual affection, as Eros or Cupid.
9. affectionate concern for the well-being of others: the love of one’s neighbor.
10. strong predilection, enthusiasm, or liking for anything: her love of books.
11. the object or thing so liked: The theater was her great love.
12. the benevolent affection of God for His creatures, or the reverent affection due from them to God.
13. Chiefly Tennis. a score of zero; nothing.
14. a word formerly used in communications to represent the letter L.
–verb (used with object) 15. to have love or affection for: All her pupils love her.
16. to have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for (another person).
17. to have a strong liking for; take great pleasure in: to love music.
18. to need or require; benefit greatly from: Plants love sunlight.
19. to embrace and kiss (someone), as a lover.
20. to have sexual intercourse with.
–verb (used without object) 21. to have love or affection for another person; be in love.
—Verb phrase22. love up, to hug and cuddle: She loves him up every chance she gets.
—Idioms23. for love, a. out of affection or liking; for pleasure.
b. without compensation; gratuitously: He took care of the poor for love.
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for the love of, in consideration of; for the sake of: For the love of mercy, stop that noise.
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in love, infused with or feeling deep affection or passion: a youth always in love.
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in love with, feeling deep affection or passion for (a person, idea, occupation, etc.); enamored of: in love with the girl next door; in love with one’s work.
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make love, a. to embrace and kiss as lovers.
b. to engage in sexual activity. -
no love lost, dislike; animosity: There was no love lost between the two brothers.
[Origin: bef. 900; (n.) ME; OE lufu, c. OFris luve, OHG luba, Goth lubō; (v.) ME lov(i)en, OE lufian; c. OFris luvia, OHG lubōn to love, L lubére (later libére) to be pleasing; akin to lief]
—Synonyms 1. tenderness, fondness, predilection, warmth, passion, adoration. 1, 2. Love, affection, devotion all mean a deep and enduring emotional regard, usually for another person. Love may apply to various kinds of regard: the charity of the Creator, reverent adoration toward God or toward a person, the relation of parent and child, the regard of friends for each other, romantic feelings for another person, etc. Affection is a fondness for others that is enduring and tender, but calm. Devotion is an intense love and steadfast, enduring loyalty to a person; it may also imply consecration to a cause. 2. liking, inclination, regard, friendliness. 15. like. 16. adore, adulate, worship.
—Antonyms 1, 2. hatred, dislike. 15, 16. detest, hate.
Love is nothing if not tolerance. Tolerance begins with an awareness of what a pain in the ass you are to the people who have committed to putting up with you on a daily basis.
I think that love also requires a certain degree of prioritization, e.g. when my wife and my children aren’t the first thing on my mind from morning to night, life gets out of balance in a hurry.
[quote=“Tomas”]Love is nothing if not tolerance. Tolerance begins with an awareness of what a pain in the ass you are to the people who have committed to putting up with you on a daily basis.
I think that love also requires a certain degree of prioritization, e.g. when my wife and my children aren’t the first thing on my mind from morning to night, life gets out of balance in a hurry.[/quote]I like that. Good post, Tomas.
If someone’s completely obsessed with you and you don’t feel the same way, he’s a creep or a stalker.
If you’re completely obssessed with someone and he doesn’t feel the same way, it’s a tragedy, a tale of woe.
But if you’re both completely obsessed with each other, it’s supposedly love.