The first thing that came to mind is pretty gross. I apologize in advance,
It occurs to me that you have to really love somebody to wipe their ass if they became unable to do so for themselves, like if they became paralyzed, etc.
So perhaps 1aw is exactly how much you have to love somebody to perform that task for them. No more, no less.
According to Terry Pratchet the unit of faith is an Alp. 1 Alp is the faith necessary to move one mountain.
Love might be measured in Rolos the problem being that the last Rolo is allways worth more than any other singular Rolo, so maybe measuring love in Rolos requires some sort of logarithmic scale.
You may be onto something here. I would personally substitute an M (of the M&M variety) or a Hershey’s “kiss” for the Rolo. And I feel the same way about the last one of either. The Hershey’s “kiss” as a unit might cause confusion with the other variety of “kiss” often used to indicate a portion of Love from one to another.
Sorry, but I know next to nothing about Stendhal, even after checking a few links. Can you enlighten us (me anyway) about his relationship to the “love” concept?
I crack up every time I see the commercial where the guy is doing all these things for his woman and then he wouldn’t let her have his Dr. Pepper and he walked out on her after she tried to get a sip of it.
So perhaps we can define the love for a person in how much of our favorite food or beverage we’re willing to give to them.
I’m not sure if Terry Pratchet discribed the distance the mountain had to move. I’d have thought once your faith had gotten the mountain moving it could pretty much be move wherever you wanted it. Getting it to move in the first palce being the most difficult bit.
Well, for one he wrote the book of love. (They never told me in school that there was a book!)
Essentially, he very extremely fell in love with a woman who was (at least assuming she is similar to the lady in the fist half of The Red and the Black) the perfect woman–both period and particularly for him. Of course, she felt nothing for him. Love and The Red and the Black both detail the immense feeling of love that he felt, with the prior being a lengthy examination as he tries and make sense out of the emotion that was tearing him apart–in a hope to excise it.
Personally, I only got about 5 or 10 pages into Love, but The Red and the Black is perfect.
Along the same line is the drawer-hoist. The drawer-hoist or hoist for short, is not as intense as the AW. It’s when the person you love is so hugely pregnant that after she stands up from peeing, she is unable to retrieve her underwear if it slides further down than her knees.