The stage shows love in a better light than real life. On stage, love fuels comedies and, occasionally, tragedies. In real life, however, love can be destructive—sometimes as seductive and dangerous as a Siren, sometimes as wild and wrathful as a Fury. Look at history and the great, accomplished people we remember. Almost none of them were consumed by reckless love. This shows that ambitious minds, deeply engaged in their goals, rarely fall victim to this fragile passion.
There are exceptions, of course, like Marcus Antonius, who shared control of the Roman Empire, and Appius Claudius, the Roman lawmaker. Antonius was indulgent and driven by pleasure, while Claudius was disciplined and wise. Their examples prove that love can sometimes infiltrate even the strongest hearts, but only if they are not on guard.
Epicurus once said, “Satis magnum alter alteri theatrum sumus”—meaning, “Each of us is a big enough spectacle for the other.” But to reduce human potential, which was designed to contemplate the heavens and pursue greatness, to mere idolization of another person is disappointing. Humans weren’t made to be enslaved by their eyes, drawn to trivial passions like beasts. Yet love has this strange ability to distort reality. It makes everything seem bigger or more dramatic, so an exaggeration feels normal. Nowhere else in life does this kind of overstatement seem dignified.
It’s been said that the greatest flatterer is our own ego. But lovers outdo even themselves in this regard. A proud man might think too highly of himself, but a lover’s admiration for the object of their affection is even more absurd. As someone wisely observed, “It is impossible to love and to be wise.”
This foolishness doesn’t only blind the one in love; it’s often obvious to others—and worst of all, to the person being loved. Unless that love is mutual, the result is often secret disdain. Love, then, is a risky gamble, consuming not only the other things you value but also your sense of self. A poet aptly captured this when they said that Paris, in choosing Helen, gave up the gifts of Juno (riches) and Pallas (wisdom). Obsessing over love too much often means sacrificing both wealth and intelligence.
Love seems to thrive in moments of great prosperity or great adversity—times when people are most vulnerable to foolishness. It’s in these moments that love burns brightest, proving its roots in folly. The wisest people, if they must entertain love, keep it compartmentalized, far away from their serious goals and daily business. For if love interferes with ambition, it derails progress and makes people stray from their objectives.
Interestingly, men of war often seem drawn to love. Perhaps it’s because the danger they face drives them to seek pleasure as compensation. Human nature does have a deep instinct to connect with others. When this isn’t directed toward one person or a few close ones, it spreads outward, making people more kind and charitable. This is sometimes seen in monks or friars, whose love for humanity as a whole manifests in their generosity.
In the end, love takes on different forms. Marital love ensures the survival of humanity. True friendship elevates and refines it. But lustful, frivolous love corrupts and degrades it. Successful people know which forms to embrace—and which to avoid.
