I think love's exciting and happy, as well as being able to make

In the words of Billy Idol, there resounds a truth as old as the human heart itself: “I think love’s exciting and happy, as well as being able to make you sad.” This is not the reflection of a philosopher in a temple, but of a man who has lived, lost, and learned beneath the bright fire of passion. For love, in its purest essence, is the most beautiful contradiction — it can lift us to the heavens and cast us to the depths in the same breath. The ancients knew this duality well, for in every age, poets and warriors alike have bowed before love’s mysterious power: the force that creates joy and sorrow, unity and longing, ecstasy and ache.

To say that love is exciting and happy is to speak of its dawn — the first light that touches the soul and makes the world feel infinite. In those early hours of affection, every heartbeat is a song, every glance a promise, every word an eternal flame. It is the thrill that moves poets to write and lovers to defy reason. But just as the sunrise gives way to dusk, the same force that fills us with happiness can, in time, bring tears. For love’s shadow is sadness, not because it is cruel, but because it is real. To love deeply is to risk pain, for what we cherish most has the power to break us.

The ancients told of Orpheus and Eurydice, whose love defied even death itself. Orpheus, gifted with music that could charm the stones and stars, descended into the underworld to bring back his beloved. His song softened the heart of Hades, and Eurydice was returned — but under one condition: he must not look back. Yet, overcome with longing, he turned too soon, and she vanished forever. In this tale lies the eternal truth of Idol’s words — that love is both joy and sorrow intertwined, one impossible without the other. The same longing that gives love its thrill can also undo it.

Yet we must not curse love for its dual nature. The pain of love is not its flaw — it is its depth. Only those who have loved enough to be broken have truly lived. To feel joy without sorrow would be to live half a life, to taste sweetness without ever knowing the salt of tears. Love’s sadness gives meaning to its happiness, just as night gives meaning to the stars. The ancients called this the balance of the soul — the sacred rhythm that keeps the heart alive and humble.

Think of Frida Kahlo, whose life was a storm of passion and pain. Her love for Diego Rivera brought her both inspiration and heartbreak, yet it gave birth to art that transcended agony. Her paintings, filled with raw color and feeling, stand as living proof that love’s sorrow can become creation, that from heartbreak can bloom beauty. In her suffering, she discovered a truth that Idol’s simple words also hold: to love is to open oneself to life in all its colors — the brilliant and the bruised alike.

In this, we learn that love is not meant to protect us from pain but to expand us through it. It is the teacher that reminds us of our humanity — that our hearts are capable of boundless joy, yes, but also deep mourning. When love makes you happy, give thanks for the warmth it brings. When love makes you sad, honor the depth that sorrow reveals. Both are sacred gifts, for together they forge the soul’s maturity and grace.

And so, to those who seek love yet fear its sorrow, remember: the risk is the reward. Do not hide from love’s storms, for they are proof that you are alive. Let your heart be both the sun and the rain, for only through both can it grow. Billy Idol’s words are not just a reflection — they are a call to embrace the full spectrum of love’s power. Be brave enough to feel it all: the joy that makes you soar and the sadness that humbles you. For in that duality lies the truest experience of being human — to love fully, to hurt deeply, and to live eternally through the memory of both.