Love Is Just A Chemical Reaction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“That he still doesn’t understand.” A pause. “He thinks the problem was the sacrifice itself.” Another pause. “But it wasn’t.” Ariana frowned slightly. “Then what was it?” Oliver finally looked at her. “The problem was believing human lives could be reduced to acceptable loss calculations.” The words landed heavily. Because suddenly— that was the real difference between him and Elias. Not intelligence. Not strategy. Humanity. Elias believed emotions interfered with logic. Oliver learned that removing emotion destroyed morality. Another message appeared.

The fairy lights reflected in his dark eyes, making them look like galaxies. "Because you're the variable," Cale said softly. "I'm not a math problem, Cale." "Everything is a math problem. Gravity. Time. Love." "Love is not math. Love is... chemical. Hormonal. Irrational." "It's a probability," Cale insisted. "The probability of two particles colliding in a void and sticking together. It's rare. It's statistically impossible." "And we collided?" "We crashed," Cale said. Elion stared at him. "You make it sound like a disaster."

he asked the young man. The diplomat answered for him. “Love is a complex series of chemical reactions designed to ensure propagation. It leads to jealousy, possessiveness, and grief. We have more efficient social bonding algorithms.” “What about the joy of creating something new?” Rina asked, her hand tight around her Fork. “Creation consumes energy. A finished, perfect system requires only maintenance. The joy is a temporary compensation for the energy expended. It is a biological trick.” The crowd was listening, and the gardeners could feel the shift. They weren’t losing them to evil. They were losing them to a promise of rest.

"Huh?" "Do you love Jordan?" I looked away, focusing on a chip in the tabletop. "I don’t know. I mean... my heart flutters whenever he’s around. My body basically melts when his skin touches mine. It’s like... electricity." Mom shook her head gently. "Catherine, love is much more than heart fluttering and body tingling. That’s just the chemistry. That’s the wolf." "Then what’s love?" I asked, feeling frustrated. "How do you even know?"

"That was made by my daughter in law. It is called the Recipe of Love." "Oh, I thought it's all about food," Asha said, embarrassed. "It's a recipe of the food called love. Let me read it for you." Then Ella turned her head to Ronjon. "It is also for you, young man." "Thank you," said Ronjon as he smiled courteously. Lastly, Ella smiled at Lily, who nodded with thankfulness. "The Recipe of Love To Love someone, you need: A ton of patience, A truckload of kindness,

It would seem somehow if she's drinking and I'm not. I had asked her if she was in love with Jeff since Jeff had already told her that he was not ready to get married….. so he doesn't want to play with her feelings. She had quietly thought about what answer she could give me….. and finally the word 'Maybe' left her mouth. It's indeed obvious from her response that she doesn't love him. Love is different from lust. Love is the transaction that we are hardwired to desire. We present the right amount of desirable traits, boom...... We can either turn it ON or turn it Off.

Of all feelings, the one he could ever remember escaping from was love. He knew from very early on what that feeling could do. His mother suffered in silence because his father loved a woman who was not her. Obviously, Dominik was too young to understand the matters of the heart, but, what he knew was that humans were capable of many stupid things for that thing called “love.” To him, it meant nothing more than a series of chain reactions caused by certain biochemical substances in the brain. Dominik tried sticking to his policy: “The heart was meant for pumping blood, not for stupid feelings.” And that was how he felt, very stupid.

He put his arm around the beaming redhead. This is the problem with relationships. People always think their bond with their significant other is special in some way. Like love is a kind of magic power that brings soulmates together. And equally, when you lose that loving feeling, that’s a reasonable excuse for calling it quits and sleeping with her best friend. There’s nothing special about love. It isn’t magic, it’s biochemistry. There’s no soulmate waiting out there for each person, there’s just a lot of people who want to hook up, steadily lowering their standards until they get to you.

Why does he feel nothing? However, he was also aware that the state of falling in love will not always occur, because for this, a chain reaction was necessary in the hypothalamus, which was supposed to be the main center of love. Furthermore, the hormones of love and the backstage of attachment, loyalty and envy play a huge role in all of this. That was the biochemistry of human brains. But what about fate? How can they be so completely devoid of romance? Is that what the feelings of doctors and scientists look like? There were so many thoughts in his head…

Joining this organization really needs to have guts. Waverly smiled. “So, let's continue with the love potion, Maman. I'll make it, but I want to know why, from all the chemicals you needed, it has to be a love chemical?” she asked. “Humans, they are weak when it comes to love and affection. They are easy to manipulate and conquer when they are too overwhelmed with emotions. I guess, you are familiar with the saying, “Even the smartest person is dumb when it comes to love.” And that's what I wanted.”