Falling in love

Minsky explains it so nice and simple in her chapter on Freud: "Before we are able to fall in love with another person, we fall in love with our mother's breast, our faeces, our clitoris or penis because they give us pleasure, and importantly, our first primitive sense of identity." I always think of this when I observe children or I hear remarks related to them: experiences of self are based on pleasurable sensations. When old people apparently "become children" they return to pleasurable sensations: their pleasurable pain is an expression of love and getting in touch with a body that is feeling (beyond sexual difference, phallic phase and Oedipus). This does not necessarily apply to heavily sedated Americans.