Love is often described as something people find , a feeling that arrives suddenly, takes hold and, in the most romantic version of the story, simply remains. But Ursula K. Le Guin offered a very different idea: love is not an object we possess. It is something we continually create.
That distinction sits at the heart of one of her most memorable passages, in which the celebrated science-fiction writer compares love not to something permanent and immovable, but to something as ordinary and living as bread. The metaphor is striking precisely because it removes some of the mystery from romance.
