I was reading something the other day which caused me to wonder whether we are all, ultimately, unknowable?
Is there something about us which cannot be fully known? Or, is what people call love a key into anothers psyche?
I would say that people are unknowable since we do not fully understand ourselves.
On the other hand, however, some say that love is blind. If we accept this explanation or idea then, in essence, people remain unknowable.
What do you think?