I have come to realize that this world, despite all the crude and evil wrong doings in this world, revolves on love. How would this world survive if those who actually care aren't around.If a person were to lose the love they had know they're whole life-or most of it- then they would think 'What's the point?'. Life then would have no point for them... nothing. What would a person have left to hang onto? The few who can actually survive without this supposed love are sometimes damned for the knowledge stored within.