There is a powerful scene in the movie The Bridges of Madison County in which Robert Kincaid, world-traveling photographer for National Geographic, meets Francesca Johnson, an Iowan housewife, while he is in town on a photographic assignment and her husband and two children are away for several days.
Is love strictly chemistry or more than just chemistry?
Is liking the same as loving? Are the two words synonymous?
If you love someone, what happens when you are angry at that person? Have you stopped loving him?