Love "What is love?" you ask, my friend, although you surely know. We each can see it manifest--in actions, more than words. Like envy, anger, grief and hope, it's felt--and then we know. It leads outside the self and so it fills and heals the heart. So self is sacrificed, without a thought or a complaint. Without it, we are lost indeed--and wish we could depart. No matter what the measure and no matter which the species, The give and take of love is joy and pain--through all the ages.