Why so much innuendo, draped like ivy to hide a cesspool, when everyone knew the cesspool was there? - Cesare Pavese

Love is desire for knowledge.

In fact a man in love or one consumed with hatred creates symbols for himself, as a superstitious man does, from a passion of conferring uniqueness on things or persons. A man who knows nothing of symbols is one of Dante's sluggards. This is why art mirrors itself in primitive rites or strong passions, seeking for symbols, revolving round the primitive taste for savagery, for what is irrational (blood and sex).

We care so little of other people than even Christianity urges us to do good for the love of God.