True love

I once asked myself of "love worth fighting", but I found a very interesting writing about this subject from Paulo Coelho's blog:

We often think we can control love. And then we catch ourselves asking the completely useless question: “is it really worth it?”

Love does not bother itself with that question. Love refuses to be priced like some piece of merchandise. One of the characters in Bertold Brecht’s play “The Good Person of Szechuan” tells us about true love:

“I want to be next to the one I love.
I don’t care what this will cost me.
I don’t care whether this will do my life good or bad.
I don’t care whether this person loves me or not.
All I want, all I need is to be close to the one I love.”

I think it is partially true. Unfortunately, what we want and what we need does not always happen, that is beyond our control. But at least we can be true to ourselves. That is more important.