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You humans throw around that word so casually... tell me then, what is a "heart?" If I tore a hole in your chest, would I see it? If I split open your skull, will it be there?

Love doesn't exist. There is no such thing as love. Therefore, there is no sorrow... That's what I thought.
Ryo Asuka, DEVILMAN crybaby

This sword possesses by using people's love. But I cannot love.

I tell you, that's impossible! It just can't happen! Eva-san's automatons are robots with their anima magically ensouled! Did you hear me just then?! "Ensouled!" How unscientific is that?! Of all things - love! Love, the one emotion that defies all rational thought and explanation! Am I to become a philosopher, then? Am I to unravel one of the greatest mysteries of the human condition?! For an artificial intelligence to even experience such a thing - to fall into the realm of the subjective rather than the objective - that can lead only to one, inevitable conclusion - that Chachamaru has become self-aware! When one can monitor one's internal thought patterns with an "inner eye" - that is self-awareness! We're talking meta-consciousness here! There's no scientific rationale for that! Chachamaru was never intended to develop such a thing... then again - then again - when it comes to emotions, who can say what is or isn't rational?! To be human is to have emotions, and to have emotions is to have love. And, once there's love, hey, why not throw reproductive endocrinology into the mix! I mean, why not, right?! And reproduction means death - which is all well and good if we're talking about replicants, but we're not - we're talking about robots! Robots don't have emotion - they just can't. Or could it be that - maybe, just maybe! - it's only the ghost of an emotion, generated by her auto-learning program...? Still - even so - from a strictly methodological standpoint - it's all too bloody subjective for a scientist to wrap her mind around, don't you think? Science is absolute! It's... ohmigawd, what am I saying, it sounds like I've given up! This isn't good - it's not good, I tell you! - Since when has the lack of an easy answer been an excuse to... For what did I sell my soul to science if not to answer those very same hard questions?! Was it the magic based power system that Eva-san gave me which caused an unforeseen side-effect on her systems?! No. No! I can't accept that. That's just another easy answer - that's what that is! Then again, there is that brother-sister team at M.I.T. that supposedly engineered an artificial intelligence capable of independent emotion, so maybe...
Hakase Satomi, on discovering that her creation Chachamaru is experiencing love, Negima! Magister Negi Magi

Lin: What's going on?
Kamajii: Something you wouldn't recognize. It's called "love."

Mikhail: Aren't families and strangers the same thing? Where is the line between those you love and those you don't?
Kiri: To begin with... you love them?

    Fan Works 

Kaworu: How does he just... do that? Sit down and... create? I thought humans were unable to create something out of nothing. That they must have something to start with, because humans aren't gods. But he’s just... doing it. Out of... just feeling for her. How...
Rei: If you are incapable of understanding love and how it can let us do the impossible, I pity you.
Kaworu: But I want to! And... it always feels like it’s just beyond the edge of me comprehending it!

T.E.C.: Love? What is love? I cannot compute this.
Peach: Wait, you don't know what love is? Love... how do I explain? Love-
Zelda: -is when you want to get "hooked up" with Peach!
Peach: NO. Love tells you when you want to be with a person forever. It makes you feel happy just to see that person happy, smiling... having fun.
Amy: It makes your Heart drive flutter!
Zelda: Good one Amy!
Peach: SHUT UP!
Zelda: Are you kidding? We're just getting started! Oh, you'll never hear the end of this one... my power switch is set to on and more on!
Peach: You're on moron all right...
Paper Mario X 2, Chapter 10

Yui: Day after day, constantly bombarded by the pain and anger of all the people I could not help, I gradually fell into despair... But then, all of that changed when I found you two!
Kirito and Asuna: Awwwwww.
Yui: The most broken, sociopathic players I had ever laid eyes on! Less people than a loose collection of character defects!
Kirito: That kinda went in a different direction than I was expecting.
Yui: But somehow, together, you were happy. Everything I knew about human relationships told me that one would eventually kill the other. And yet, no matter how often you fought, your bond only seemed to grow stronger. I decided that my information must be flawed in some way, and that I needed to amend it firsthand.
Asuna: You, you mean...?
Yui: I wanted to know what love is. I wanted you to show me.
Asuna: (tearing up) Goddamn Foreigner...
Kirito: Y-you mean the band, right?



The Terminator: Why do you cry?
John Connor: You mean people?
Terminator: Yes.
John: I don't know. We just cry. You know, when it hurts.
Terminator: Pain causes it?
John: No, it's when there's nothing wrong with you, but you hurt anyway. You get it?
Terminator: No.

"What's wrong with your eyes?"
The Terminator to a crying John Connor, Terminator 2: Judgment Day


Competing for her was out of the question. He wasn't human. Their concept of "romantic love" was fundamentally about mating, wasn't it? Something of which he was both incapable and completely undesirous. So why this burning jealousy? It was jealousy, not envy, for he felt he was losing something that had previously been his: the right to be foremost in her affections.

Did he love her? he wondered. It wasn't the first time he’d wondered this, but there was an urgency to it, now. He didn't know what love was. How could he? He believed he knew what Christian love was. He cherished it. To love one another through the love of God. The communication of souls past the barriers of flesh and space. Removal of the masks placed on us by nature. Turning away from the shadows on Plato's cave wall to actually face one another. That kind of love, Paul understood.

But the love in the Song of Songs? He could know nothing of that. It was completely specific to the human experience, and the reading of that book only served to remind him how alien, how unknowable these beings were.

He agonized over his passion for her. He agonized over the nature of his passion for her. Was it love? It seemed the most ill-defined word in English. More sensible Earth languages like Greek had different words for the different types of love. He loved everything about her. Even her appearance, now. He knew full well that a man seeing her would see a dimension to her beauty that he would never comprehend; but to him, her form was one of amazing, alien beauty. The roundness, the smallness, the quickness of her; the darkness of her hair, the brownness of her skin—where years ago he'd found the human form repellent, he now perceived beauty in hers because it was her form; she was herself, unique among all mankind, unique in all the cosmos.

He wanted desperately to believe that even if sex were a useful aid toward spiritual union, that it was not an absolutely necessary one. After all, among promiscuous humans, it seemed to actually be a hindrance to that end; and for all their liaisons, such people seemed terribly lonely. Oh yes, Paul, and you speak from such experience, dont you?'' he scolded himself.

Atevi aren't friends. Atevi can't be friends. They don't like you. They're not capable of liking you. The wiring isn't there.
Basic law of the Foreign Service, Foreigner

He harbored an infatuation towards her, she knew. She didn't know if she returned those feelings. Her programming suggested she could love, but she didn't know how to recognize the feeling. Anything she read spoke of butterflies in one's stomach, a rapid heartbeat, a feeling of electricity crackling on body contact. Biological things. She could admit she was fond of him in a way she wasn't fond of anyone else. She recognized that she was willing to overlook his faults in a way she shouldn't.
Dragon, Worm

    Live-Action TV 

They make it look so easy... connecting with another human being. It's like no one told them it's the hardest thing in the world.
Dexter, Season 5 Episode 12

Quark: Ah, but as a plant, you can never love.
Ficus: Yes, but as an animal, you must endure the pain of love.
Quark: That's true, Ficus, but the pain of love is what makes love so endearing.
Ficus: Following your logic, Commander, the pain of a toothache would make a toothache endearing. The more painful, the more endearing.
Quark: Starnote — I've just argued over the concept of love with a plant... and lost.
Quark, "May The Source Be With You"


I want to know what love is
I want you to show me

I'm just here to find the reason
You're at the top of my lungs when I sing.
Rocket Rocket Ship, "Here's To Us"

    Video Games 

Curie: I owe you so very much, and I do not mean to sound ungrateful. But I fear I am barely holding myself together.
The Sole Survivor: It's all right, I'm here for you.
Curie: Thank you. That means so much. Becoming a synth is just so overwhelming. At first it was a struggle to master basic functioning. How to brush the teeth, how to operate with only two hands, et cetera. But now I am full of inconsequential thoughts, feelings. How do you do anything with this whirlwind in your head?
Sole Survivor: ("Flirt" option) I hope some of these "inconsequential feelings" involve me.
Curie: Y-yes. No! And see, now my head goes ever more! Spin, spin, spin... You make it look so effortless, like breathing. But for me, it is so hard to focus. To do research. And inspiration is as elusive as ever. I fear I will never contribute anything to the world...
Sole Survivor: Be patient, you'll work it out.
Curie: In this maelstrom, it is hard to see the shore. The saving grace in all of this is you. As a robot, I had much appreciation for you. But now... it is deeper. I am still loyal, but now I do this because I want to. Because you are... my friend.
Sole Survivor: ("Flirt" option) So, just "friends?" Nothing more than that?
Curie: I feel... very funny. I-I must cut this short. My eyes, they are malfunctioning. Adieu.

I must admit that I'm still not great at interacting with young men. But I think I am finally able to speak to Master Link while looking him in the eyes! Those wonderful eyes... Naturally, I still get a little embarrassed... but I can't help it! I always follow his gorgeous gaze with my own. I blame his beautiful blue eyes. Ugh. This is all so strange... I wonder if I'm coming down with something. I'll ask Grandmother for some medicine tomorrow.

When I asked Grandmother for some medicine, she just sat there with a grin on her face. I went to Cado and Dorian to ask them what that meant, but they just grinned at me too. In the end, I wasn't able to get any medicine...

Shepard: That doesn't explain why you used a piece of my armor to fix yourself.
Legion: ...There was a hole.
Shepard: But why didn't you fix it sooner, or with something else?
Legion: ...No data available.

T.E.C.: Happiness? Fun? I have definitions for these words, but... My programming is insufficient. I am a perfect computer, there should be nothing I cannot comprehend.
Peach: "Comprehend" love? Love's not something you comprehend. It's something you feel.
T.E.C.: .........Princess Peach, will you teach me to feel this thing you call "love?"

The Exile: HK, do you know what love is?
HK-47: Answer: many organic meatbags find that question difficult to answer, master. But I believe I can provide you with a satisfactory definition. Definition: "love" is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometres away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope. Statement: this definition, I am told, is subject to interpretation. Obviously, "love" is a matter of odds. Not many meatbags could make such a shot, and strangely enough, not many meatbags would derive love from it. Yet for me, love is knowing your target, putting them in your targeting reticule, and together, achieving a singular purpose, against statistically long odds.



EB: friendship isn't an emotion fucknuts.

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Azula: The thing I don't understand is why. Why would you do it? You know the consequences.
Mai: I guess you just don't know people as well as you think you do. You miscalculated. I love Zuko more than I fear you.

Leela: It's amazing how your people fall in love so quickly here!
Zoidberg: Love? That word is unknown here. I'm simply looking for a female swollen with eggs to accept my genetic material.
Fry: You and me both, brother!
Futurama, "Why Must I Be a Crustacean in Love?"

Ndnd: And what is this emotion you humans call "wuv?"
Lrr: Surely [the candy heart] says "love," Ndnd.
Ndnd: No, "wuv!" With an Earth "W." Behold!
Lrr: This concept of "wuv" confuses and infuriates us!
Futurama, "Love and Rocket"

Oh, Arnold, what is this thing called love? What is this crazy little emotion that makes our stomachs turn all topsy-turvy, our knees buckle? What is this wacky thing that makes us feel attraction for one person, and total repulsion for another?
Helga G. Pataki, Hey Arnold!

Cricket: Hey, do you know if you're — (fake coughs) — in love?
Gloria: Oh, you'll know because it's a swirl of emotions. Your heart beats fast, you sweat all the time, you're riddled with self-doubt, and YOU SECOND-GUESS EVERYONE YOU THOUGHT!!
Cricket: That's exactly what I'm goin' through! Somethin' weird happened when I saw this girl! It's like, I don't wanna dance with her, but then I look at her, and I do wanna dance with her, but I don't think she's cute enough and I'm — ! (retches)
Gloria: (a bit teasingly) Ohhhh...does somebody have a crush?
Cricket: No...nono, don't say that! Don't say that!!
Gloria: Pffft! Amateur. I had my first panic attack when I was like, half his age.
Big City Greens, "Valentine's Dance"


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