Release, not confirmation

Release, not confirmation

One of the poem ideas I had was that one could respect only the people who knew that the cups had to be washed up and put away after drinking, and knew that a Monday of work follows a Sunday in the water meadows, and that old age with its distorting mirror memories follows youth and its raw pleasures, but that it’s quite impossible to love such people, for what we want from love is release from our beliefs, not confirmation in them. That is where the ‘courage of love’ comes in – to have the courage to commit yourself to something you don’t believe, because it is what – for the moment, anyway – thrills you by its audacity.

– Larkin, letter to Monica