To love your spouse, your child, your boss, or your parrot to bits, is no guarantee that your spouse will remain devoted to you forever, that your child will not defy your well-meant guidance, that your boss will not suddenly retrench you, or that your parrot will not bite your hand when you try to clean his cage. Most people’s understanding of the word love has nothing at all to do with intelligent co-operation. 

In fact, the word “love”, as well as the bizarre family of feelings that are normally associated with it, is today so widely de-fined, that it has no definition left! Having become de-fined to the nth degree, it is nothing but an unintelligible justification for all manner of vices, prejudices and preconceived ideas which make up the biggest portion of people’s baggage — baggage which is mostly so coarse and so gross in content, that there is nothing fine about it. But what is even worse, is that it is all this de-fined baggage which people hang around the necks of their beloved ones, and woe to him or her who should even contemplate rejecting such an un-fine yoke! A yoke is not love. A yoke is a yoke, no matter how much we try to justify our attempts at enslaving another being.