Making Love

I won't listen to all the junk about waiting for spontaneous out-of-the-blue "true love."  Love is made. It is the product of many makings. A man and woman just don't fall in love at a glance, sighing and longing and whatever. They have to make love, build it up month after month, having sex and becoming loving toward each other. When they've made enough love and built it around themselves brick on brick, then they can be said to be in a state of love. Read those old religious characters. They knew all about love as a spiritual event. It didn't come to them by a casual notion as a sudden idea that sounds not too bad or from a weekly magazine. Love, that mystical magic stuff of a lifetime, came from working at the very idea of it, grieving and straining and suffering the making of it. Then, in possession of it, comes the joy and the ecstasy of knowledge in the substance of love...I make it when and where I can.

~ Jonathan Gash. And I totally agree.