Is love complicated? Why?
I'm fascinated by the way this is a two-part question, where the first part is stupefyingly obvious, and the second part is borderline unanswerable, nearly beyond the limits of mortal comprehension.
"Do you like feeling happy? Also, what is the nature of happiness, and what in that nature causes it to elude so many of us? Briefly, please."
"Do you like feeling happy? Also, what is the nature of happiness, and what in that nature causes it to elude so many of us? Briefly, please."