Again, de Botton methodically explores the theme of love. Not only the one that captivates and beckons, but also the one that gets up from the wrong foot, argues, is offended, moping and eventually goes where it came from. This time, the lovers are a pretty native of London and a successful young financier. The story of their psychological games and strategies, emotional ups and false starts is interspersed with reflections on the momentary and eternal. Hegel, Marx and Heraclitus get along here with dryers, shops, soups and the vagaries of the weather. However, thanks to his impeccable taste, erudition and subtle irony, de Botton manages to turn this whole mishmash into a brilliant literary opus, which makes him seriously think about that infinitely mysterious state of the soul, which is commonly called love.