Sometime during college, a friend of mine made me read Zizek's opinion on Love; and today, while browsing, I came across those texts again, here they are:
"For me there is one measure of true love: you can insult the other. Like in that horrible German comedy film from 1943 where Marika Röck treats her fiancé very brutally. This fiancé is a rich, important person, so her father asks her why are you treating him like that. And she gives the right answer. She says: 'But I love him, and since I love him, I can do with him whatever I want.' That's the truth of it. If there is true love, you can say horrible things and anything goes."
Then here's the comment of the blogger who quoted the above texts ~~~
"Possibly Slavoj Žižek is a silly old bachelor like myself."
And now, that friend of mine who showed me those texts remains to be single.
Heres another link about Zizek on Love: https://loganfidler.wordpress.com/
What Zizek said makes sense to me now. Unlike before.