If there is a problem difficult to solve for the young of both sexes, is that of love. Sooner or later, as they grow from childhood to adult age, they meet love, feel or observe the vehemence of the crises raises in the human heart, and try to understand its nature and scover a line of conduct. Adults are hardly wiser; they are as much plaything of the force that possesses them and seek for a com-promise behaviour that would avoid disturbing too much their own existence and society's.
One of the peculiarities of the problem of love for the child is that he (or she) is left almost alone to solve it. He does not find in his class-books any indication about it, and when he turns to a parent, a teacher or an elderly person, the answers that he gets can only puzzle more. Either he is signed to silence and told not to busy himself with such things: "the less one speaks or thinks of it the better it is." Or he is told that he will understand when "bigger"-which a false promise; grown-ups are not wiser than children, they are only less srock by the newness and strangeness of love's manifestations. As his talks with class-mates, it is best not to say anything!
At times, rarely, a mother or a father will try to help the child out, the answers they give are hardly understandable by the child. Ty raise new questions and the child is drawn along to a strange rld, invisible but revealed by its effects in him and around him. In short, it seems as if everything were conspiring to stifle or repress silent force, a force that no one can explain or master, but with wich one has to come to terms and live.
As the child grows, he realizes that the problem of love is among the greatest concerns of the world. He sees that famous writers have aped up volumes about it, in praise of its sweetness, or in blame as violence or simply in describing of its vagaries. His teachers been obliged to speak of it, but none understands its nature.
Later on, the child may come across a book pretending to throw elight on the problem. He is asked to analyse his dreams and the Unconscious conscious. A dark sink opens before him; lanations do not satisfy him, they only bring him harassing and concerting thoughts.
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