There is in Love a cosmic force and secret incomprehensible,
incommunicable by man.

Is not, after all, Love the one supreme and significant fact of the
cosmos: indelible, indecipherable: efflorescing in Man; emerging from the
material; idealizing the carnal; pointing to an inscrutable, a spiritual
goal? Can it be that

If we could explain Love, we should explain the cosmos? What if we could
explain why it is that no one single isolated portion of the cosmos can
live alone--and vaunt itself in itself sufficient--(5), but must seek
some other single and isolated portion of the cosmos in order that that
very cosmos shall continue, shall evolve, shall go towards its goal . . .
Do we put our finger here upon some curious and recondite cosmic
fact utterly transcending our mean comprehension?

(4) Cf. Plato, Symposium, 180 et seq.

(5) S.T. Coleridge, "Lectures on Shakespeare".

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X. On Jealousy

". . . la jalousie . . . monster odieux."
--Moliere