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What is the content of love? But basically, love is nothing we can't put our finger on at all We say– we, we use such words as warmth, um, tenderness Uh, all these things, they don't really get to the point When you're, you're loving somebody You are simply delighting in that person as such As if another human organism, in its mental and its physical aspects Were a piece of music, or a– a work of art, or a glorious morning And you go over another person's physical form And look at it from every possible point of view and play with it And, uh, that's what it's about It's the adoration of the form of a human being And you do– you do that adoring in terms of physical contacts That are, say, dancing with your fingers across the skin or whatever it may be This is the nitty gritty, the nub of love– one wants something much more than that You want to be played with indefinitely That's more like it What is the content of love? It's a sort of– it's part of it, it's incidental It's a way of saying very strongly, "Yes, I do want to be with you" But basically, love is nothing we can't put our finger on at all This is Detective Charles checking in Looks like we have a victim on the ground Gunshot wound to the head Uh, looks like there's some type of I think it's a recorder, a tape recorder in his hand I'm gonna have to listen to this