Leo and I have been conducting a love affair of sorts since my teens, when I first opened a four-volume paperback of “War and Peace” and fell madly in love with Prince Andrei and Natasha, and thought it extremely unfair I wasn’t born a century and a half earlier.
My understanding and love of the book morphed over the years, when I (voluntarily) re-read it three times. The not so dashing Pierre emerges as my hero and my relationship with Leo was cemented forever.
As Campari and Sofa embarks on a week of examination of love, not of the girl-meets-boy variety but of the many facets love can take and the sometimes brave decisions it inspires, I thought I would turn to Leo for counsel once again. If “Anna Karenina” explores how love can be misguided and lead to destruction when we insist on projecting our desires on other people, it also reminds us that there are many different kinds of love and that love is at the base of what makes us human and keeps us tied together.
“I think… if it is true that
there are as many minds as there
are heads, then there are as many
kinds of love as there are hearts.”
“Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone.