If we are
not free,
can we love?

If we are
jealous,
can we love?

Frightened,
can we love?

If we are
pursuing
our own
particular
ambition
at work,
we come
home and say,
'I love you,
darling'-
is that love?

In the office,
we are brutal,
cunning,
and at home
we try to
be docile
and loving
- is that possible?

With one
hand, kill;
with the
other hand,
love?

Can the
ambitious
ever love,
or the
competitive
ever know
what love
means?

We accept
all these
things and
the social
morality,
but when
we deny
that social
morality
completely,
with all our
being, we
are really
moral.

But we
do not
do that.
We are
socially,
morally,
respectable,
and therefore
we do not
know what
love is.

Krishnamurti
Art: Helena-Nelson Reed