What kind of world does one see when one experiences it from the point of view of two and not one? What is the world like when it is experienced, developed and lived from the point of view of difference and not identity? That is what I believe love to be.
Interpretation
Love involves seeing the world through the perspectives of others, embracing difference rather than focusing on identity.
In this quote, Alain Badiou suggests that love transcends the individual experience by highlighting the significance of seeing the world from the perspective of another person. It emphasizes that true love emerges from acknowledging differences and finding shared meaning in those differences, rather than solely identifying with one's own identity.
In practice
During a wedding speech to highlight the importance of mutual understanding in a relationship.
Art is not ideology. It is completely impossible to explain art on the basis of the homological relation that it is supposed to maintain with the real of history. The aesthetic process decentres the specular relation with which ideology perpetuates its closed infinity. The aesthetic effect is certainly imaginary; but this imaginary is not the reflection of the real, since it is the real of this reflection.
All resistance is a rupture with what is. And every rupture begins, for those engaged in it, through a rupture with oneself.
If you limit yourself to sexual pleasure it's narcissistic. You don't connect with the other, you take what pleasure you want from them.
The ethic of truth is the complete opposite of an 'ethics of communication'. It is an ethic of the Real The ethic of truth is absolutely opposed to opinion, and to ethics in general.
Love is not a contract between two narcissists.
We could say that love is a tenacious adventure. The adventurous side is necessary, but equally so is the need for tenacity. To give up at the first hurdle, the first quarrel, is only to distort love. Real love is one that triumphs lastingly, sometimes painfully, over the hurdles erected by time, space and the world.
Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
I'd sit around dreaming that the boys I saw at shows or at work - the boys with silver earrings and big boots - would tell me I was beautiful, take me home and feed me Thai food or omelets and undress me and make love to me all night with the palm trees whispering windsongs about a tortured gleaming city and the moonlight like flame melting our candle bodies.
Strength enough to build a home, Time enough to hold a child, Love enough to break a heart
If his voice hasn't been the melody of my life, it's been the bass line, so subtle you don't notice it until it's missing.
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you? You feel the separation from the Beloved. Invite Him to fill you up, embrace the fire.
Jill told me that when you're really in love, you know right away. I'm not exactly sure how this happens. Is it like a flash of lightning? Like an angel tapping you on the shoulder? Or is it similar to choosing a puppy? You think you're picking the cutest one, but really you wind up going home with the one who keeps insisting on climbing into your lap.
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