Love is an answer to everything. When you are touched, whether in animosity or endearment, you can answer with love. Love is a small simple rock that stops an entire river in its tracks. It will work everywhere, every time.
But love is a mysterious rock that dissolves when used untruthfully. It disintegrates itself instantly, and the angry river rushes onward as if nothing happened. Love is keenly aware of truth and is willing to sacrifice its very existence for the sake of truth.
Love feels no pain and revels only in joy, yet it exists for living things. Living things of course do feel pain and do not revel only in joy. This is love’s great hypocrisy.
Love is the loud, strong, proud hypocrisy of living things, and it is indeed an answer to everything.