| It's often said that hate is not the opposite of love, but indifference. I think this may be true on something of a particular level, but as a more general mode of being it seems that solitude is the opposite of love. In solitude we are closed in on ourselves. I live for my self. The self is the object of my energy. I live not in relation to the other--it's just Me. In solitude I refuse to give of my self, refuse to lose my self in the other but for a moment. Likewise, in solitude I refuse to accept in love some other who approaches the sphere of my self. I erect a wall to keep the other out, and I will not accept the help that the other is willing to offer me. Love is not just giving of oneself, but the willingness to be given. Such a reciprocity, a life lived in perpetual relationship, is absolutely necessary to one's happiness. We really and genuinely need each other. Love= IYou Solitude= Me | them |